I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine

I dreamed I saw St. Augustine

Alive as you or me

Tearing through these quarters

In the utmost misery

With a blanket underneath his arm

And a coat of solid gold

Searching for the very souls

Already have been soldArise, arise, he cried so loud

In a voice without restraint

Come out, ye gifted kings and queens

And hear my sad complaint

No martyr is among you now

You can call your own

So go on your way accordingly

Know you're not aloneI dreamed I saw St. Augustine

Alive with fiery breath

I dreamed I was amongst the ones

That put him out to death

Oh, I awoke in anger

So alone and terrified

I put my fingers against the glass

And bowed my head and cried

Songwriters

BOB DYLANPublished by

Lyrics © BOB DYLAN MUSIC CO