Fourth Time Around

E A E A E A E G#m F#m E A E A E A E C#m When she said E A E "Don't waste your words, they're just lies" A E I cried she was deaf A E And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes A E Then said, "What else you got left?" G#m It was then that I got up to leave F#m But she said, "Don't forget E Everybody must give something back C#m E A For something they get" E I stood there and hummed A E I tapped on her drum A I asked her, "How come?" E She buttoned her boot A And straightened her suit E Then she said, "Don't be cute" G#m So I forced my hands in my pockets F#m And felt with my thumbs E And gallantly handed her A E My very last piece of gum E A E She threw me outside A E I stood in the dirt where everyone walked A E But when finding out I'd forgotten my shirt A E I went back and knocked G#m I waited in the hallway, she went to get it F#m And I tried to make sense E Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair E That leaned up against A E Her Jamaican rum A E A E And when she did come, I asked her for some A E She said, "No, dear" A I said, "Your words are not clear E You'd better spit out your gum" G#m She screamed 'til her face got so red F#m Then she fell on the floor E I covered her up and then went a looked through her drawer A E And when I was through A E I filled up my shoe A E A And brought it to you E And you, you took me in A E You loved me then A You did not waste time E And I, I never took much E I never asked for your crutch A E Now don't ask for mine E A E A E A E A E A E A E G#m F#m E A E A E A E A E