I got to know, Lord, when to pull back on the reins,
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Death can be the result of the most underrated pain.
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Satan whispers to ya, "Well, I don't want to bore ya,
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But when ya get tired of the Miss So-and-so I got another woman for ya."
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Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind,
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Lord, take away this trouble in mind.
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When the deeds that you do don't add up to zero,
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It's what's inside that counts, ask any war hero.
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You think you can hide but you're never alone,
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Ask Lot what he thought when his wife turned to stone.
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Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind,
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Lord, take away this trouble in mind.
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Here comes Satan, prince of the power of the air,
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He's gonna make you a law unto yourself, gonna build a bird's nest in your hair.
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He's gonna deaden your conscience 'til you worship the work of your own hands,
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You'll be serving strangers in a strange, forsaken land.
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Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind,
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Lord, take away this trouble in mind.
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Well, your true love has caught you where you don't belong,
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You say, "Baby, everybody's doing it so I guess it can't be wrong."
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The truth is far from you, so you know you got to lie,
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Then you're all the time defending what you can never justify.
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Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind,
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Lord, take away this trouble in mind.
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So many of my brothers, they still want to be the boss,
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They can't relate to the Lord's kingdom, they can't relate to the cross.
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They self-inflict punishment on their own broken lives,
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Put their faith in their possessions, in their jobs or their wives.
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Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble in mind,
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Lord, take away this trouble in mind.
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When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke,
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How long must I suffer, Lord, how long must I be provoked?
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Satan will give you a little taste, then he'll move in with rapid speed,
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Lord keep my blind side covered and see that I don't bleed.
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Trouble In Mind
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Bob Dylan |