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	Current version of Bob Dylan Lyrics Cry Awhile (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/b/bob-dylan/cry-awhile/) Current version of the lyrics						Version 2 of Bob Dylan Lyrics Cry Awhile (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/b/bob-dylan/cry-awhile/v2.html) Version 2 of the lyrics
1	Well, I had to go down to see a guy named Mr. Goldsmith						Well, I had to go down to see a guy named Mr.	1
2	Nasty, dirty, double-crossin', back-stabbin' phony						Goldsmith Nasty, dirty, double-crossin',	2
3	I didn't have to, want to have to deal with						back-stabbin' phony I didn't            want to have to deal	3
4	But I did it for you and all you gave me was a smile						with But I did it for you and all you gave me was	4
5	Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn to cry awhile						a smile Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn	5
1							to cry awhile	1
	I don't carry dead weight, I'm no flash in the pan						I don't carry dead weight, I'm no flash in the pan
6	Alright,         I'll set you straight, can't you see I'm a union man						All right, I'll set you straight, can't you see	6
7	I'm                     lettin' the cat out of the cage, I'm keepin' a low profile						I'm a union man I'm lettin' the cat out of the	7
8	Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn, you can cry awhile						cage, I'm keepin' a low profile Well, I cried for	8
9							you, now it's your turn, you can cry awhile	9
1	Feel like a fightin' rooster, feel better than I ever felt							1
10	But the Pennsylvania line's in an awful mess						Feel like a fightin' rooster, feel better than I	10
11	And            the Denver road is a-goin' to melt						ever felt But the Pennsylvania line's in an awful	11
12	I went to the church house, every day           I go an extra mile						mess and     the Denver road is about to melt I went	12
13	Well,                                I cry for you, now your turn, you can cry awhile						to the Church house, everyday I go an extra mile	13
14							Well, I cry for you, now your turn, you can cry	14
15	Last night, 'cross the alley, there was a poundin' on the wall						awhile	15
2	It must have been Don Pasquale makin' a 2 AM booty call							2
16	To break a trusting heart like mine was just your style						Last night, 'cross the alley, there       was a poundin'	16
17	Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn to cry awhile						on the wall It must have been Don Pasquale makin'	17
18							a 2 a.m. booty call To break a trusting heart like	18
19	I'm on the fringes of the night, fighting back my tears I can't control						mine was just your style Well,                                    I cried for you,	19
20	Some people they ain't human, they ain't got no heart or soul						now it's your turn to cry awhile	20
3	But I'm a-cryin' to the Lord, tryin' to be meek and mild							3
21	Yes, I cried for you, now it's your turn, you can cry awhile						I'm on the fringes of the night fightin' back	21
22							tears that I can't control Some people they ain't	22
23	Well, the preacher's in the pulpit and the babies in their cribs						human, they got no heart or soul But I'm	23
24	I'm longin' for that sweet fat that sticks to your ribs						a-cryin'                                               to the Lord, tryin' to be meek and mild	24
25	I'm goin' to buy me a barrel of whiskey, I'll die before I turn senile						Yes,                                                                 I cried for you, now it's your turn, you can	25
26	Yes, I cried for you, now it's your turn, you can cry awhile						cry awhile	26
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27	Well, you bet on the horses, they ran the wrong way						Well               the preacher's in      the pulpit and the babies	27
28	I always said you'd be sorry and that would be the day						in their cribs I'm longin' for      that sweet fat that	28
29	I might need a good lawyer, could be your funeral, my trial						sticks to                                    your ribs I'm goin' t' buy me a barrel	29
	Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn, you can cry awhile						of whisky, I'll die before I turn senile Yes, I
2							cried for you, now it's your turn, you can cry	2
3							awhile	3
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5							Well, you bet on a horse, and it ran the wrong	5
6							way I always said you'd be sorry and today could	6
7							be the day I might need a good lawyer, could be a	7
8							funeral, my trial. Well, I cried for you, now it's	8
9							your turn, you can cry awhile	9

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