Cry Awhile Lyrics by Bob Dylan

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Words and music by bob dylan Well, I had to go down to see a guy named mr. goldsmith Nasty, dirty, double-crossin, back-stabbin phony I didnt have to, want to have to deal with But I did it for you and all you gave me was a smile Well, I cried for you, now its your turn to cry awhile I dont carry dead weight, Im no flash in the pan All right, Ill set you straight, cant you see Im a union man Im lettin the cat out of the cage, Im keepin a low profile Well, I cried for you, now its your turn, you can cry awhile Feel like a fightin rooster, feel better than I ever felt But the pennsylvania lines in an awful mess and the denver road is a-goin to melt I went to the church house, every day I go an extra mile Well, I cry for you, now your turn, you can cry awhile Last night, cross the alley, there was a poundin on the wall It must have been don pasquale makin a 2 a.m. booty call To break a trusting heart like mine was just your style Well, I cried for you, now its your turn to cry awhile Im on the fringes of the night fighting back my tears I cant control Some people they aint human, they aint got no heart or soul But Im a-cryin to the lord, tryin to be meek and mild Yes, I cried for you, now its your turn, you can cry awhile Well the preachers in the pulpit and the babies in their cribs Im longin for that sweet fat that sticks to your ribs Im goin t buy me a barrel of whisky, Ill die before I turn senile Yes, I cried for you, now its your turn, you can cry awhile? Well, you bet on the horses, they ran the wrong way I always said youd be sorry and that would be the day I might need a good lawyer, could be your funeral, my trial Well, I cried for you, now its your turn, you can cry awhile

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