Poitively 4th Street Lyrics - Live On Air 1986 - Bob Dylan

You got a lotta nerve 

To say you are my friend 

When I was down 

You just stood there grinning 

You got a lotta nerve 

To say you got a helping hand to lend 

You just want to be on 

The side that's winning 

You say I let you down 

You know it's not like that 

If you're so hurt 

Why then don't you show it? 

You say you lost your faith 

But that's not where it's at 

You had no faith to lose 

And you know it 

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I know the reason 

That you talk behind my back 

I used to be among the crowd 

You're in with 

Do you take me for such a fool 

To think I'd make contact 

With the one who tries to hide 

What he don't know to begin with? 

You see me on the street 

You always act surprised 

You say, "How are you?", "Good luck" 

But you don't mean it 

When you know as well as me 

You'd rather see me paralyzed 

Why don't you just come out once 

And scream it? 

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No, I do not feel that good 

When I see the heartbreaks you embrace 

If I was a master thief 

Perhaps I'd rob them 

And now I know you're dissatisfied 

With your position and your place 

Don't you understand 

It's not my problem? 

I wish that for just one time 

You could stand inside my shoes 

And just for that one moment 

I could be you 

Yes, I wish that for just one time 

You could stand inside my shoes 

You'd know what a drag it is 

To see you