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Well, I'm grindin' my life out, steady and sure Nothin' more wretched than what I must endure I'm drenched in the light that shines from the sun I could stone you to death for the wrongs that you done Sooner or later, you make a mistake I put you in a chain that you never will break Legs and arms and body and bone I pay in blood but not my own Night after night, day after day They strip your useless hopes away The more I take, the more I give The more I die, the more I live I got somethin' in my pocket make your eyeballs swim I got dogs could tear you limb from limb I'm circlin' around the Southern Zone I pay in blood but not my own A low cards are what I've got But I'll play this hand whether I like it or not I'm sworn to uphold the laws of God You can put me out in front of a firin' squad I been out and around with the risin' men Just like you, my handsome friend My head's so hard, must be made of stone I pay in blood but not my own Another politician comin' out the abyss Another angry beggar blowin' you a kiss You got the same eyes that your mother does If only you could prove who your father was Someone must of slipped a drug in yer wine You gulped it down and you cross the line Man can't live by bread alone I pay in blood but not my own How I made it back home? Nobody knows Or how I survived so many blows? I been through hell, what good did it do? You bastard! I'm suppose to respect you! I'll give you justice, I'll fathom your purse Show me your moral that you reversed I hear me holler, I hear me moan I pay in blood but not my own You get your lover in the bed Come here, I'll break your lousy head Our nation must be saved and freed You been accused of murder, how do you plead? This is how I spend my days I came to bury, not to raise I'll drink my fill and sleep alone I play in blood but not my own
Writer(s): Bob Dylan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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