G
"Oh, help me in my weakness,"
C G
I heard the drifter say,
G
as they carried him from the courtroom
C G
And were taking him away.
G
"My trip hasn't been a pleasant one
C G
and my time it isn't long,
and I still do not know
C G
What it was that I've done wrong."
G
Well, the judge, he cast his robe aside,
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a tear came to his eye,
G
"You fail to understand," he said,
C G
"Why must you even try?"
G
Outside, the crowd was stirring,
C G
You could hear it from the door.
Inside, the judge was stepping down,
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While the jury cried for more.
G
"Oh, stop that cursed jury,"
C G
Cried the attendant and the nurse,
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"The trial was bad enough,
C G
But this is ten times worse."
G
Just then a bolt of lightning
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Struck the courthouse out of shape,
and while ev'rybody knelt to pray
C G
The drifter did escape.