| C | C/B | F | C |
| C | C/B | F | C | |
| 'Twas in an | other lifetime, on | e of toil an | d blood |
| C | C/B | F | |
| When blackn | ess was a virtue and the roa | d was full of mud |
| C | C/B | F | |
| I | come in from the wilderness, a | creature void of form | . |
| C | C/B | F | C | |
| "Come in," sh | e said, "I'll give you shelte | r from the s | torm." |
| Break: C C/B F C |
| C | C/B | F | C |
| C | C/B | F | C | |
| And if I | pass this way again, | you can rest ass | ured |
| C | C/B | F | |
| I'll | always do my best for he | r, on that I give my word |
| C | C/B | F | |
| In a wor | ld of steel-eyed death, and men wh | o are fighting to be warm. |
| C | C/B | F | C | |
| "Come in," sh | e said, "I'll give you shelte | r from the st | orm." |
| Break: C C/B F C |
| C | C/B | F | C |
| Enjoy, its an amazing song! |
Change the A into Fm# and you will have a match to the "Blood on the Tracks" music book I bought back in the '70's