E
A
‘Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
E
B7
A
E
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
A
E
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
B7
A
E
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”
E
A
E
A
E
E
A
E
And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
B7
A
E
I’ll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
A
E
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm.
B7
A
E
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”
E
A
E
A
E
Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
B7
A
E
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved.
A
E
Try imagining a place where it’s always safe and warm.
B7
A
E
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”
E
A
E
A
E
A
E
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,
B7
A
E
Poisoned in the bushes an’ blown out on the trail,
A
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
B7
A
E
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”
E
A
E
A
E
E
A
E
Suddenly I turned around and she was standin’ there
B7
A
E
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair.
A
E
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
B7
A
E
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”
E
A
E
A
E
E
A
E
Now there’s a wall between us, somethin’ there’s been lost
B7
A
E
I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed.
A
E
Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn.
B7
A
E
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”
E
A
E
A
E
E
A
E
Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
B7
A
E
But nothing really matters much, it’s doom alone that counts
A
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn.
B7
A
E
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”
E
A
E
A
E
E
A
E
I’ve heard newborn babies wailin’ like a mournin’ dove
B7
A
E
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love.
A
E
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn?
B7
A
E
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”
E
A
E
E
A
E
E
A
E
In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
B7
A
E
I bargained for salvation an’ they gave me a lethal dose.
A
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn.
B7
A
E
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”
E
A
E
E
A
E
E
A
E
Well, I’m livin’ in a foreign country but I’m bound to cross the line
B7
A
E
Beauty walks a razor’s edge, someday I’ll make it mine.
A
E
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born.
B7
A
E
“I’ll give you shelter from the storm.”
A
B7
E
