Don’t Harm The Messenger

One day you might hear someone knocking loudly at your door
And you know it must be bad news-absolutely sure
You must realise before you strike the very first blow
He’s the one who only tells you what you already know

Lay not a finger on him
Beat not, oh bruise not, his skinny skin skin
No don’t ever harm the messenger

Understand he came a long way on a lonely road
Multiplying were his trials, heavy was his load
Understand his heart was breaking, never once did he sleep
And no hollow log kept him warm, no counsel did he keep

Give him food, give him a bed
Touch not one single hair on his head
No don’t ever harm the messenger
Don’t ever harm the messenger
It could be you