Drifter's Escape - Bob Dylan
    "Oh help me in my weakness," I heard the drifter say

    As they carried him from the courthouse and were taking a-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 fail to understand," he said, "why must you even try?"
    While outside the crowd was stirring, you could hear it from the floor
    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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