Bob Dylan - Drifters escape

^A"Oh, help me in my weakness," I heard the dri^Dfter s^Aay, As they ^Acarried him from the courtroom And were taking hi^Dm a^Away. "My ^Atrip hasn't been a pleasant one And my time it is^Dn't ^Along, And ^AI still do not know What it was that I'^Dve done ^Awrong."

Well, ^Athe judge, he cast his robe aside, A tear came to ^Dhis e^Aye, "You ^Afail to understand," he said, "Why must you ev^Den t^Ary?" Out^Aside, the crowd was stirring, You could hear it fr^Dom the ^Adoor. Ins^Aide, the judge was stepping down, While the jury cri^Ded for m^Aore.

"Oh, ^Astop that cursed jury," Cried the attendant a^Dnd the nu^Arse, "The ^Atrial was bad enough, But this is te^Dn times ^Aworse." Just ^Athen a bolt of lightning Struck the courthouse ou^Dt of ^Ashape, And w^Ahile ev'rybody knelt to pray The drifter di^Dd esc^Aape.