Song | Shelter from the Storm - 1976 [from Hard Rain] |
Artist | Bob Dylan |
Album | Live 1961–2000 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
’Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood | |
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud | |
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form | |
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you 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 you 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 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” |
' Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood | |
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud | |
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form | |
" Come in," she said, " I' ll give you 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 steeleyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm | |
" Come in," she said, " I' ll give you 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 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 longforgotten 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 oneeyed 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" |
' Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood | |
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud | |
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form | |
" Come in," she said, " I' ll give you 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 steeleyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm | |
" Come in," she said, " I' ll give you 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 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 longforgotten 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 oneeyed 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" |