4th Time Around Lyrics - Blonde On Blonde - 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, and 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, I asked her how come 

And she buttoned her boot, and straightened her suit, and 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 everyone walked 

And after finding out 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 Jamaica 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 'til her face got so red, then she fell on the floor 

And I covered up and then thought I'd go look through her drawer 

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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 never wasted time 

And I, I never took much, I never asked for your crutch 

Now don't ask for mine 

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