Bob Dylan – Drifters Escape (Ukulele)

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"Oh, help me in my weakness,"

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I heard the drifter say,

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As they carried him from the courtroom

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And were taking him away.

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"My trip hasn't been a pleasant one

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And my time it isn't long,

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What it was that I've done wrong."

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Well, the judge, he cast his robe aside,

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A tear came to his eye,

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"You fail to understand," he said,

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"Why must you even try?"

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Outside, the crowd was stirring,

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You could hear it from the door.

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While the jury cried for more.

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"Oh, stop that cursed jury,"

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Cried the attendant and the nurse,

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"The trial was bad enough,

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But this is ten times worse."

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Just then a bolt of lightning

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Struck the courthouse out of shape,

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The drifter did escape.