4th Time Around

Bob Dylan © 1966 Dwarf Music

(Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

Blonde on Blonde session 6, Columbia Music Row Studios, Nashville TN - 14.feb.1966, take 11, BS-12 version (11)  
Blonde on Blonde session 6, Columbia Music Row Studios, Nashville TN - 14.feb.1966, take 19, album version  

1966 World Tour - April-May 1966 (66)  
    Island Garden, Hempstead, NY USA - 26.feb.1966  
    Stadium, Sydney, Australia - 13.apr.1966  
    Festival Hall, Melbourne, Australia - 19.apr.1966  
    Festival Hall, Australia - 20.apr.1966  
    Konserthuset, Stockholm, Sweden - 29.apr.1966  
    KB-Hallen, Copenhagen, Denmark - 1.may.1966 (fragment)  
    Adelphi Theatre, Dublin, Ireland - 5.may.1966  
    ABC, Belfast, Ireland - 6.may.1966  
    Colston Hall, Bristol, England - 10.may.1966  
    Odeon Theatre, Birmingham, England - 12.may.1966  
    De Montfort hall, Leicester, England - 15 may 1966  
    Gaumont Theatre, Sheffield, England - 16.may.1966  
    Free Trade Hall, Manchester, England - 17.may.1966  
    Odeon Theatre, Newcastle, England - 21.may.1966  
    Olympia, Paris, France - 24.may.1966  
    Royal Albert Hall, London, England - 26.may.1966  
    Royal Albert Hall, London, England - 27.may.1966  

[When] she said "Don't waste 
Your words, they're just lies"
I cried, she was deaf
[As/An'(11)] she worked on my face until breakin' my eyes
Then said "What else you got left?"
It was then that i got up to [leave/go(11)]
But she said, "Don't forget
Everybody must give somethin' back 
For somethin' they get"

I stood there an' hummed
I taped on her drum [an'/I (66)] asked her, "How come?"
An' she buttoned her boot
An' straightened her suit
Then she said, "Don't get cute"
So i forced my hands in my pockets
An' felt with my thumb
An' gallantly handed her 
My very last piece of gum

She threw me outside
I stood in the dirt where [everyone/everybody (66)] walked
An' after findin' that i'd 
Forgotten my shirt 
I went back an' knocked
I waited in the hallway, she went to get it 
An' i tried to make sense
Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair 
That leaned up against...

Her jamaican rum
An' when she did come
I asked her for some
She said, "No dear"
I said, "Your words are not clear
You better spit out your gum."
She screamed 'til her face got so red
Then she fell on the floor
An' i covered her up an' then 
[Thought i'd go look / Went an' looked(66)] through her drawer.

An' when i was through
I filled up my shoe
An' brought it to you
An' you, you took me in
You loved me then
An' you [never wasted/didn't waste (66)] time
An' i, i never took much
I never asked for your crutch
Now don't ask for mine.