Bob Dylan - Shelter from the Storm: Ukulele Chords

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'Twas in another lifetime,
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One of toil and blood
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When blackness was a virtue
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And the road was full of mud
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I came in from the wilderness,
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A creature void of form.
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"Come in," she said, "I'll give you
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Shelter from the storm."

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And if I pass this way again,
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You can rest assured
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I'll always 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 fighting to be warm.
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"Come in," she said, "I'll give you
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Shelter from the storm."

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Not a word was spoke between us,
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There was little risk involved
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 Everything up to that point
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Had been left unresolved.
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Try imagining a place where
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It's always safe and warm.
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"Come in," she said, "I'll give you
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Shelter from the storm."

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I was burned out from exhaustion,
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Buried in the hail,
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Poisoned in the bushes
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An' blown out on the trail,
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Hunted like a crocodile,
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Ravaged in the corn.
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"Come in," she said, "I'll give you
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Shelter from the storm."

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Suddenly I turned around
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And she was standin' there
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With silver bracelets on her wrists
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And flowers in her hair.
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She walked up to me so gracefully
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And took my crown of thorns.
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"Come in," she said, "I'll give you
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Shelter from the storm."

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Now there's a wall between us,
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Somethin' there's been lost
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I took too much for granted,
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Got my signals crossed.
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Just to think that it all began
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On a long-forgotten morn.
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"Come in," she said, "I'll give you
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Shelter from the storm."

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Well, the deputy walks on hard nails
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And the preacher rides a mount
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But nothing really matters much,
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It's doom alone that counts
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And the one-eyed undertaker,
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He blows a futile horn.
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"Come in," she said, "I'll give you
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Shelter from the storm."

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I've heard newborn babies wailin'
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Like a mournin' dove
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And old men with broken teeth
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Stranded without love.
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Do I understand your question, man,
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Is it hopeless and forlorn?
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"Come in," she said, "I'll give you
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Shelter from the storm."

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In a little hilltop village,
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They gambled for my clothes
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I bargained for salvation an' they
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Gave me a lethal dose.
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I offered up my innocence
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And got repaid with scorn.
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"Come in," she said, "I'll give you
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Shelter from the storm."

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Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country
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But I'm bound to cross the line
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Beauty walks a razor's edge,
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Someday I'll make it mine.
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If I could only turn back the clock
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To when God and her were born.
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"Come in," she said, "I'll give you
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Shelter from the storm."

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