Текст песни Bob Dylan - Cry A While
Bob Dylan - Cry A While слова песни
Well, I had to go down and see a guy named Mr. Goldsmith
A nasty, dirty, double-crossin`, back-stabbin` phony I didn`t
wanna have to be dealin` with
But I did it for you and all you gave me was a smile
Well, I cried for you - now it`s your turn to cry awhile
I don`t carry dead weight - I`m no flash in the pan
All right, I`ll set you straight, can`t you see I`m a union man?
I`m lettin` the cat out of the cage, I`m keeping a low profile
Well, I cried for you - now it`s your turn, you can cry awhile
Feel like a fighting rooster - feel better than I ever felt
But the Pennsylvania line`s in an awful mess and the Denver road
is about to melt
I went to the church house, every day I go an extra mile
Well, I cried for you - now it`s your turn, you can cry awhile
Last night `cross the alley there was a pounding on the walls
It must have been Don Pasquale makin` a two a.m. booty call
To break a trusting heart like mine was just your style
Well, I cried for you - now it`s your turn to cry awhile
I`m on the fringes of the night, fighting back tears that I can`t control
Some people they ain`t human, they got no heart or soul
Well, I`m crying to The Lord - I`m tryin` to be meek and mild
Yes, I cried for you - now it`s your turn, you can cry awhile
Well, there`s preachers in the pulpits and babies in the cribs
I`m longin` for that sweet fat that sticks to your ribs
I`m gonna buy me a barrel of whiskey - I`ll die before I turn senile
Well, I cried for you - now it`s your turn, you can cry awhile
Well, you bet on a horse and it ran on the wrong way
I always said you`d be sorry and today could be the day
I might need a good lawyer, could be your funeral, my trial
Well, I cried for you, now it`s your turn, you can cry awhile