I Was Burned Out From Exhaustion, Buried In The Hail, Poisoned In The Bushes, 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."

-Bob Dylan

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I Was Burned Out From Exhaustion, Buried

Bob Dylan

I Was Burned Out From Exhaustion, Buried In The Hail, Poisoned In The Bushes, 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."

Topic

Marriage

Giving

Storm

Got No Religion. Tried A Bunch Of Different Religions. The Churches Are Divided. Can't Make Up Their Minds And Neither Can I.

Mind

Church

Different