Trouble In Mind

Bob Dylan © 1979 Special Rider Music

(Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

Slow Train Coming session 1, Muscle Shoals Studio, Sheffield AL - 30.apr.1979, take 1  (1) 
Slow Train Coming session 1, Muscle Shoals Studio, Sheffield AL - 30.apr.1979, take 7 
    last verse edited out on Single version  

I got to know Lord, when to pull back on the reins
Death can be the result of the most underrated pain
Satan whispers to ya, "Well, i don't want to bore ya
But when ya get tired of the Miss So-and-so i got another woman for ya."

Trouble in mind Lord, trouble in mind
Lord, take away this trouble in mind.

When the deeds that you do, [they(1)] don't add up to zero
It's what's inside that counts, ask any war hero
You think you can hide but you're never alone
Ask Lot what he thought when his wife turned to stone.

Trouble in mind Lord, trouble in mind
Lord, take away this trouble in mind.

Here comes Satan, prince of the power of the air
He's gonna make you a law unto yourself, build a bird's nest in your hair
He's gonna deaden your conscience 'til you worship the work of your own hands
   / He's gonna make you think you don't exist, he's gonna make a bird's nest in your hair(1)
   / He'll make you a law unto yourself and make you worship the work of your own hands(1)
[Until(1)] you'll be serving strangers in a strange forsaken land.

You'll be serving strangers in a strange forsaken land.

Trouble in mind Lord, trouble in mind
Lord, take away this trouble in mind.

Well, your true love has caught you where you do not belong
You say, "Baby, everybody's doing it so i guess it can't be wrong."
The truth is far from you, so you know you got to lie
Then you're all the time defending what you can never justify.

Trouble in mind Lord, trouble in mind
Lord, take away this trouble in mind.

So many of my brothers, [they(1)] still want to be the boss
They can't relate to the Lord's kingdom, they can't relate to the cross
They self-inflict punishment on their own broken lives
Put their faith in their possessions, in their jobs or their wives.

Trouble in mind Lord, trouble in mind
Lord, take away this trouble in mind.

When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke
How long must i suffer, [Lord,(1)] how long must i be provoked?
Satan will give you a little taste then he'll move in with rapid speed
Lord keep my blind side covered and see that i don't bleed.