Bob Dylan – 4th time around

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When she said
«Don´t waste your words, they´re just lies»
I cried she was deaf
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes
Then said, «What else you got left»
It was then that I got up to leave
But she said, «Don´t forget
Everybody must give something back
For something they get»

I stood there and hummel
I tapped on her drum and asked her how come
And she buttoned her boot
And straightened her suit
Then she said, «Don´t get cute»
So I forced my hands in my pockets
And felt with my thumbs
And gallantly handed her
My very last piece of gum

She threw me outside
I stood in the dirt where ev?ryone walked
And after finding I´d
Forgotten my shirt
I went back and knocked
I waited in the hallway, she went to get it
And I tried to make sense
Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair
That leaned up against

Her Jamaican rum
And when she did come, I asked her for some
She said, «No dear»
I said, «Your words aren?t clear
You´d better spit out your gum»
She screamed till her face got so red
Then she fell on the floor
And I covered her up and then
Thought I´d go look through her drawer
And when I was through
I filled up my shoe
And brought it to you
And you, you took me in
You loved me then
You didn´t waste time
And I, I never took much
I never asked for your crutch
Now dont ask for mine

 

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