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Drifters Escape (Bob Dylan)

		
"Oh,[G] help me in my weakness,"  
I heard the[C/g] drifter[G] say,  
As they[G] carried him from the courtroom  
And were taking[C/G] him a[G]way.  
"My[G] trip hasn't been a pleasant one  
And my time it[C/g] isn't long,  
And I[G] still do not know  
What it was that[C/g] I've done[G] wrong."  
 
Well, the[G] judge, he cast his robe aside,  
A tear came[C/g] to his[G] eye,  
"You[G] fail to understand," he said,  
"Why must you[C/g] even[G] try?"  
[G]Outside, the crowd was stirring,  
You could hear it[C/g] from the[G] door.  
In[G]side, the judge was stepping down,  
While the jury[C/g] cried for[G] more.  
 
"Oh,[G] stop that cursed jury,"  
Cried the attendant[C/g] and the[G] nurse,  
"The[G] trial was bad enough,  
But this is[C/g] ten times[G] worse."  
Just[G] then a bolt of lightning  
Struck the courthouse[C/g] out of[G] shape,  
And while[G] ev'rybody knelt to pray  
The drifter[C/g] did es[G]cape.  

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