Pay In Blood Lyrics - Tempest (2 Vinyl Lps + Cd) - Bob Dylan

Well I'm grinding my life out, steady and sure 

Nothing more wretched than what I must endure 

I'm drenched in the light that shines from the sun 

I could stone you to death for the wrongs that you done 

Sooner or later you make a mistake, 

I'll put you in a chain that you never will break 

Legs and arms and body and bone 

I pay in blood, but not my own 

Night after night, day after day 

They strip your useless hopes away 

The more I take the more I give 

The more I die the more I live 

I got something in my pocket make your eyeballs swim 

I got dogs could tear you limb from limb 

I'm circlin' around the Southern Zone 

I pay in blood, but not my own. 

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Low cards are what I've got 

But I'll play this hand whether I like it or not 

I'm sworn to uphold the laws of God 

You could put me out in front of a firing squad 

I've been out and around with the rising men 

Just like you my handsome friend 

My head's so hard, must be made of stone 

I pay in blood, but not my own 

Another politician coming out the abyss 

another angry beggar blowing you a kiss 

you got the same eyes that your mother does 

if only you could prove who your father was 

someone must of slipped a drug in yer wine 

you gulped it down and you cross the line 

man can't live by bread alone 

I pay in blood, but not my own 

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How I made it back home, nobody knows 

or how I survived so many blows 

I've been thru Hell, What good did it do? 

You bastard!!! I'm suppose to respect you!! 

I'll give you justice, I'll fathom your purse 

Show me your moral that you reversed 

Hear me holler and hear me moan 

I pay in blood but not my own 

You get your lover in the bed 

Come here I'll break your lousy head 

Our nation must be saved and freed 

You've been accused of murder, how do you plead? 

This is how I spend my days 

I came to bury, not to raise 

I'll drink my fill and sleep alone 

I play in blood, but not my own