4th Time Around

4th Time Around （mono version） - Bob Dylan

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 hummed,

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."

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