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