Pay in Blood

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Bob Dylan - Rock, Americana

Pay in Blood

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[Verse 1] Well I'm grinding my life out, steady and sure Nothing more wretched than what I must endure I'm drenched in the light that shines from the sun I could stone you to death for the wrongs that you done [Chorus 1] Sooner or later, you make a mistake I'll put you in a chain that you never will break Legs and arms and body and bone I pay in blood, but not my own [Verse 2] Night after night, day after day They strip your useless hopes away The more I take the more I give The more I die the more I live [Chorus 2] I got something in my pocket make your eyeballs swim I got dogs could tear you limb from limb I'm circling around the Southern Zone I pay in blood, but not my own [Verse 3] Low cards are what I've got But I'll play this hand whether I like it or not I'm sworn to uphold the laws of God You could put me out in front of a firing squad [Chorus 3] I've been out and around with the rowdy men Just like you, my handsome friend My head's so hard, must be made of stone I pay in blood, but not my own [Verse 4] Another politician pumping out the piss Another ragged beggar blowin' you a kiss You got the same eyes that your mother does If only you could prove who your father was [Chorus 4] Someone must have slipped a drug in your wine You gulped it down and you cross the line Man can't live by bread alone I pay in blood, but not my own [Verse 5] How I made it back home, nobody knows Or how I survived so many blows I've been through hell, what good did it do? You bastard! I'm suppose to respect you? [Chorus 5] I'll give you justice, I'll fatten your purse Show me your moral virtues first Hear me holler and hear me moan I pay in blood but not my own [Verse 6] You bit your lover in the bed Come here, I'll break your lousy head Our nation must be saved and freed You've been accused of murder, how do you plead? [Chorus 6] This is how I spend my days I came to bury, not to praise I'll drink my fill and sleep alone I pay in blood, but not my own

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  • Bob Dylan