Shelter from the Storm (Take 4) - Bob Dylan
Lyrics by：Bob Dylan
Composed by：Bob Dylan
'Twas in another lifetime
One of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue
The road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness
A creature void of form
Come in she said I'll give ya
Shelter from the storm
And if I pass this way again
You can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her
On that I give my word
In a world of steel eyed death and men
Who are fighting to be warm
Come in
She said
I'll give ya
Shelter 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 ya
Shelter from the storm
I was burned out from exhaustion
Buried in the hail
Poisoned in the bushes
And blown out on the trail
Hunted like a crocodile
Ravaged in the corn
Come in she said I'll give ya
Shelter from the storm
Suddenly I turned around
And she was standing 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 ya
Shelter from the storm
Now there's a wall between us
Something there's been lost
I took too much for granted
I got my signals crossed
Just to think that it all began
On an uneventful morn
Come in she said I'll give ya
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 ya
Shelter from the storm
I've heard newborn babies wailing
Like a mourning dove
And old men with broken teeth
Stranded without love
Do I understand your question then
Is it hopeless and forlorn
Come in she said I'll give ya
Shelter from the storm
In a little hilltop village
They gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation
And she gave me a lethal dose
I offered up my innocence
And I got repaid with scorn
Come in she said I'll give ya
Shelter from the storm
Well I'm living 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 ya
Shelter from the storm
