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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And I still do not know
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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 failed 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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Inside the judge was stepping down
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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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And while ev'rybody knelt to pray
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The drifter did escape.
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Drifter's Escape
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Bob Dylan |