Bob Dylan - Cry Awhile Lyrics
Words and music by bob dylanWell, I had to go down to see a guy named mr. goldsmithNasty, dirty, double-crossin, back-stabbin phony I didnt have to, want to have to deal withBut I did it for you and all you gave me was a smileWell, I cried for you, now its your turn to cry awhileI dont carry dead weight, Im no flash in the panAll right, Ill set you straight, cant you see Im a union manIm lettin the cat out of the cage, Im keepin a low profileWell, I cried for you, now its your turn, you can cry awhileFeel like a fightin rooster, feel better than I ever feltBut the pennsylvania lines in an awful mess and the denver road is a-goin to meltI went to the church house, every day I go an extra mileWell, I cry for you, now your turn, you can cry awhileLast night, cross the alley, there was a poundin on the wallIt must have been don pasquale makin a 2 a.m. booty callTo break a trusting heart like mine was just your styleWell, I cried for you, now its your turn to cry awhileIm on the fringes of the night fighting back my tears I cant controlSome people they aint human, they aint got no heart or soulBut Im a-cryin to the lord, tryin to be meek and mildYes, I cried for you, now its your turn, you can cry awhileWell the preachers in the pulpit and the babies in their cribsIm longin for that sweet fat that sticks to your ribsIm goin t buy me a barrel of whisky, Ill die before I turn senileYes, I cried for you, now its your turn, you can cry awhile?Well, you bet on the horses, they ran the wrong wayI always said youd be sorry and that would be the dayI might need a good lawyer, could be your funeral, my trialWell, I cried for you, now its your turn, you can cry awhile
