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| Song Name: |
Shelter From The Storm (chromatic) |
By: |
Bob Dylan |
| Posted By: |
WaltP |
Difficulty: |
Any |
| Key: |
D |
Genre: |
70s |
| Harp Type: |
Chromatic |
Audio: |
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| Created: |
2010-06-05 11:06:36 |
Modified: |
0000-00-00 00:00:00 |
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SHELTER FROM THE STORM
By: Bob Dylan
Key: D
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'Twas in an-oth-er life-time,
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one of toil and blood
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When black-ness was a vir-tue
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and the road was full of mud
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I came in from the wil-der-ness,
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a crea-ture void of form.
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"Come in," she said,
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"I'll give you shel-ter from the storm."
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And if I pass this way a-gain,
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you can rest as-sured
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I'll al-ways do my best for her,
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on that I give my word
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In a world of steel-eyed death,
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and men who are fight-ing to be warm.
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"Come in," she said,
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"I'll give you shel-ter from the storm."
Not a word was spoke between us,
there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point
had been left unresolved.
Try imagining a place
where it's always safe and warm.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
I was burned out from exhaustion,
buried in the hail,
Poisoned in the bushes
an' blown out on the trail,
Hunted like a crocodile,
ravaged in the corn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Suddenly I turned around
and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists
and flowers in her hair.
She walked up to me so gracefully
and took my crown of thorns.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Now there's a wall between us,
somethin' there's been lost
I took too much for granted,
got my signals crossed.
Just to think that it all began
on a long-forgotten morn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Well, the deputy walks on hard nails
and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much,
it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker,
he blows a futile horn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
I've heard newborn babies wailin'
like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth
stranded without love.
Do I understand your question, man,
is it hopeless and forlorn?
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
In a little hilltop village,
they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation
an' they gave me a lethal dose.
I offered up my innocence
and got repaid with scorn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country
but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor's edge,
someday I'll make it mine.
If I could only turn back the clock
to when God and her were born.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
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