Cry Awhile lyrics

Words and music by bob dylan

Well, I had to go down to see a guy named mr. goldsmith
Nasty, dirty, double-crossin, back-stabbin phony I didnt have to, want to have to deal with
But I did it for you and all you gave me was a smile
Well, I cried for you, now its your turn to cry awhile

I dont carry dead weight, Im no flash in the pan
All right, Ill set you straight, cant you see Im a union man
Im lettin the cat out of the cage, Im keepin a low profile
Well, I cried for you, now its your turn, you can cry awhile

Feel like a fightin rooster, feel better than I ever felt
But the pennsylvania lines in an awful mess and the denver road is a-goin to melt
I went to the church house, every day I go an extra mile
Well, I cry for you, now your turn, you can cry awhile

Last night, cross the alley, there was a poundin on the wall
It must have been don pasquale makin a 2 a.m. booty call
To break a trusting heart like mine was just your style
Well, I cried for you, now its your turn to cry awhile

Im on the fringes of the night fighting back my tears I cant control
Some people they aint human, they aint got no heart or soul
But Im a-cryin to the lord, tryin to be meek and mild
Yes, I cried for you, now its your turn, you can cry awhile

Well the preachers in the pulpit and the babies in their cribs
Im longin for that sweet fat that sticks to your ribs
Im goin t buy me a barrel of whisky, Ill die before I turn senile
Yes, I cried for you, now its your turn, you can cry awhile?
Well, you bet on the horses, they ran the wrong way
I always said youd be sorry and that would be the day
I might need a good lawyer, could be your funeral, my trial
Well, I cried for you, now its your turn, you can cry awhile

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