Bob Dylan – 4Th Time Around (Ukulele)

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First Release-'Blonde On Blonde' 1966. 'BOB DYLAN LIVE 1966' 1998. Intro.: (E A)3x B7 F#m
E    A     
When she said, 

        E          A                   E 
"Don't waste your words, they're just lies," 

    A            E       A 
I cried she was deaf.             

    E       A         E      A              E  
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes, 

      A                        E       A 
Then said, "What else you got left?" 

       B7 
It was then that I got up to leave 

                        F#m    
But she said, "Don't forget, 

     E         A              E 
Everybody must give something back 

        A          E        A 
For something they get." 
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E                  A
I stood there and hummed, 

   E                      A            E
I tapped on her drum and asked her how come. 

A             E       A
And she buttoned her boot, 

E       A          E   A E
And straightened her suit, 

A          E           A
Then she said, "Don't get cute." 

                          F#m
So I forced my hands in my pockets 

E            A      E
And felt with my thumbs, 

E           A        E
And gallantly handed her 

A               E      A
My very last piece of gum. 
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 E             A
She threw me outside, 

       E                 A         E
I stood in the dirt where ev'ryone walked. 

A            E     A
And after finding I'd 

E     A     E      A E
Forgotten my shirt, 

A           E        A
I went back and knocked. 

  B7
I waited in the hallway, she went to get it, 

                      F#m
And I tried to make sense 

E               A                    E
Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair 

A             E A
That leaned up against . . . 
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 E          A
Her Jamaican rum 

       E               A              E
And when she did come, I asked her for some. 

A           E   A
She said, "No, dear." 

E        A         E        A      E
I said, "Your words aren't clear, 

A                  E         A
You'd better spit out your gum." 

B7
She screamed till her face got so red 

                      F#m
Then she fell on the floor, 

E             A           E
And I covered her up and then 

A                  E             A
Thought I'd go look through her drawer.  
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E                   A
And, when I was through 

E     A        E
I filled up my shoe 

A          E        A
And brought it to you. 

E   A      E   A          E
And you, you took me in, 

A         E      A
You loved me then 

B7
You didn't waste time. 

                    F#m
And I, I never took much, 

E            A          E
I never asked for your crutch. 

A          E       A
Now don't ask for mine.
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