Shelter From The Storm by Bob Dylan
Key: EE | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    



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'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
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When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
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I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
         
"Come in," she said,
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"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
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And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
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I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
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In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm.
"Come in," she said,
           B7  A                E
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
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Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
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Everything up to that point had been left unresolved.
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Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
"Come in," she said,
           B7  A                E
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
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I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,
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Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,
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Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
 
"Come in," she said,
           B7  A                E
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
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Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
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With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair.
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She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
           B7  A                E
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
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Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost
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I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed.
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Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn.
"Come in," she said,
           B7  A                E
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
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Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
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But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
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And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn.
"Come in," she said,
           B7  A                E
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
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I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
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And old men with broken teeth stranded without love.
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Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn?
"Come in," she said,
           B7  A                E
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
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In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
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I bargained for salvation an' they gave me a lethal dose.
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I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn.
"Come in," she said,
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"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
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Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
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Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.
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If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born.
"Come in," she said,
           B7  A                E
"I'll give you shelter from the storm.