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.

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