Drifters Escape Bob Dylan

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"Oh,C help me in my weakness,"
I heard theG/C drifterC say,
As theyC carried him from the courtroom
And were takingG/C him aCway.
"MyC trip hasn't been a pleasant one
And my time itG/C isn't long,
And IC still Do not know
What it was thatG/C I've doneC wrong."

Well, theC judge, he cast his robe aside,
A tear cameG/C to hisC eye,
"YouC fail to understand," he said,
"Why must youG/C evenC try?"
COutside, the crowd was stirring,
You could hear itG/C from theC door.
InCside, the judge was stepping down,
While the juryG/C cried forC more.

"Oh,C stop that cursed jury,"
Cried the attendantG/C and theC nurse,
"TheC trial was bad enough,
But this isG/C ten timesC worse."
JustC then a bolt of lightning
Struck the courthouseG/C out ofC shape,
And whileC ev'rybody knelt to pray
The drifterG/C did esCcape.

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