Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob Dylan
Performer
Garth Hudson
Organ
Michael H. Brauer
Mixed Artist
Mickey Jones
Drums
Richard Manuel
Piano
Rick Danko
Bass
Robbie Robertson
Guitar
Steve Berkowitz
Mixed Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Rosen
Producer
Mark Wilder
Editing Engineer
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
Mr. M. Clayton
Recording Engineer
Vic Anesini
Additional Engineer
Lyrics
When she said, "Don't waste your words, they're just lies"
I cried, she was deaf
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes
Then said, "What else you got left?"
It was then that I got up to leave, but she said, "Don't forget"
"Everybody must give something back
For something they get"
I stood there and hummed, I tapped on her drum
I asked her, "How come?"
And she buttoned her boot and straightened her suit
Then she said, "Don't get cute"
So, I forced my hands in my pockets and felt with my thumbs
And gallantly handed her my very last piece of gum
She threw me outside, I stood in the dirt
Where everyone walked
And after finding that I'd forgotten my shirt
I went back and knocked
I waited in the hallway, she went to get it
And I tried to make sense
Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair
That leaned up against
Her Jamaican rum and when she did come
I asked her for some
She said, "No, dear", I said, "Your words aren't clear"
"You'd better spit out your gum"
She screamed till her face got so red, then she fell on the floor
And I covered her up and then
Thought I'd go look through her drawer
And, when I was through, I filled up my shoe
And brought it to you
And you, you took me in, you loved me then
You never wasted time
And I, I never took much, I never asked for your crutch
Now don't ask for mine
Writer(s): Bob Dylan
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