Hợp âm Fourth Time Around – Bob Dylan
[E]When [A]she said,
“Don’t [E]waste your [A]words, they’re [E]just lies, “
[A]I cried And [E]she [E]she was [A]deaf.
[A]worked on my [E]face until [A]breaking my [E]eyes,
Then said, [A]“What else you got [E]left?” [A]
It was [B7]then that I got up to leave
But she said, “Don’t [F#m]forget,
[E]Everybody must [A]give something [E]back
For [A]something they [E]get.” [A]
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[E]I stood there and [A]hummed,
I [E]tapped on her drum and [A]asked her how [E]come.
[A]And she [E]buttoned her [A]boot,
[E]And [A]straightened [E]her [A] [E]suit,
[A]Then she [E]said, “Don’t [A]get cute.”
So I forced my hands in my [F#m]pockets
[E]And felt with [A]my [E]thumbs,
[E]And [A]gallantly handed [E]her
[A]My very last [E]piece of [A]gum.
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[E]She threw me [A]outside,
I stood [E]in the dirt where [A]ev’ryone [E]walked.
[A]And after [E]finding [A]I’d
[E] [A]Forgotten my [E]shirt, [A] [E]
[A]I went back [E]and [A]knocked.
I [B7]waited in the hallway, she went to get it,
And I tried to make [F#m]sense
[E]Out of that [A]picture of you in your [E]wheelchair
[A]That leaned up [E] [A]against…
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[E]Her Jamaican [A]rum
And [E]when she did come, [A]I asked her for [E]some.
[A]She said, [E]“No, [A]dear.”
[E]I said, [A]“Your words [E]aren’t [A]clear, [E]
[A]You’d better spit [E]out your [A]gum.”
She [B7]screamed till her face got so red
Then she fell on the [F#m]floor,
[E]And I covered [A]her up and [E]then
[A]Thought I’d go look [E]through her [A]drawer.
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[E]And, when I was [A]through
[E]I [A]filled up my [E]shoe
[A]And brought [E]it to [A]you.
[E]And [A]you, [E]you [A]took me in, [E]
[A]You loved [E]me then [A]
You [B7]didn’t waste time.
And I, I never took [F#m]much,
[E]I never asked [A]for your [E]crutch.
[A]Now don’t [E]ask for [A]mine.