Fourth Time Around

Bob Dylan — Tom C

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Steel stringed acoustic:

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Below are the chords from the album version (Blonde on Blonde.) The live version

from 'live 1966' is more or less the same except that the Cadd4 is replaced now

and then with a Cadd4/A. It is replaced all throughout the intro and outro, and

every now and then while Dylan is singing. It seems he just plays whichever one

he feels like at the time, so thats what i play too.

Capo: 4th fret

EADGBe

Cadd4 : x33010

Cadd4/A : x03010

[C] [Cadd4] [C] [Cadd4] [C] [Cadd4] [C] [Cadd4]

[C] [Cadd4]

When she said,

[C] [Cadd4] [C]

"Don't waste your words, they're just lies,"

[Cadd4] [C] [Cadd4] [C] [Cadd4]

I cried she was deaf.

[C] [Cadd4] [C] [Cadd4] [C]

And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes,

[Cadd4] [C] [Cadd4] [C] [Cadd4]

Then said, "What else you got left?"

[Em]

It was then that I got up to leave

[Dm]

But she said, "Don't forget,

[C] [Cadd4] [C]

Everybody must give something back

[Cadd4] [C] [Cadd4] [C] [Cadd4]

For something they get."

I stood there and hummed,

I tapped on her drum and 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 ev'ryone walked.

And after finding 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 didn't waste time.

And I, I never took much,

I never asked for your crutch.

Now don't ask for mine.

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