Released: October 30, 2007
Songwriter: Bob Dylan
Producer: Roger Moutenot
When she said, "Don't waste your words, they're just lies"
I cried she was deaf
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes
And what else you got left
It was then that I got up to leave
But she said, "Don't forget
Everybody must give something back
For something they get"
I stood there and hummed, I tapped on her drum
I asked her how come
And she buttoned her boot and straightened her suit
Then she said, "Don't get cute"
So, I forced my hands in my pockets
And felt with my thumbs
And gallantly handed her
My very last piece of gum
She threw me outside, I stood in the dirt
Where everyone walked
And after finding that I'd forgotten my shirt
I went back and knocked
I waited in the hallway, she went to get it
And I tried to make sense
Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair
That leaned up against
Her Jamaican rum and when she did come
I asked her for some
She said, "No, dear", I said, "Your words aren't clear
You'd better spit out your gum"
She screamed till her face got so red
Then she fell on the floor
And I covered her up and then
Thought I'd go look through her drawer
And when I was through I filled up my shoe
And brought it to you
And you, you took me in, you loved me then
You never wasted time
And I, I never took much
I never asked for your crutch
Now, don't ask for mine
I cried she was deaf
And she worked on my face until breaking my eyes
And what else you got left
It was then that I got up to leave
But she said, "Don't forget
Everybody must give something back
For something they get"
I stood there and hummed, I tapped on her drum
I asked her how come
And she buttoned her boot and straightened her suit
Then she said, "Don't get cute"
So, I forced my hands in my pockets
And felt with my thumbs
And gallantly handed her
My very last piece of gum
She threw me outside, I stood in the dirt
Where everyone walked
And after finding that I'd forgotten my shirt
I went back and knocked
I waited in the hallway, she went to get it
And I tried to make sense
Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair
That leaned up against
Her Jamaican rum and when she did come
I asked her for some
She said, "No, dear", I said, "Your words aren't clear
You'd better spit out your gum"
She screamed till her face got so red
Then she fell on the floor
And I covered her up and then
Thought I'd go look through her drawer
And when I was through I filled up my shoe
And brought it to you
And you, you took me in, you loved me then
You never wasted time
And I, I never took much
I never asked for your crutch
Now, don't ask for mine
I’m Not There: Original Soundtrack
- When the Ship Comes In
- Just Like A Woman
- Ballad Of A Thin Man
- Simple Twist Of Fate
- Billy 1
- I Wanna Be Your Lover
- I’m Not There
- Pressing On
- As I Went Out One Morning
- Mama, You’ve Been On My Mind/A Fraction Of Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie
- You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere
- The Times They Are A Changin’
- I’m Not There
- Dark Eyes
- Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
- Señor (Tales of Yankee Power)
- Cold Irons Bound
- Fourth Time Around
- All Along The Watchtower
- I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine
- Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window?
- Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues
- Man in the Long Black Coat
- Can’t Leave Her Behind
- The Wicked Messenger
- One More Cup of Coffee
- Ring Them Bells
- Moonshiner
- Tombstone Blues
- Maggie’s Farm
- The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll
- Goin’ To Acapulco
- Stuck Inside of Mobile With the Memphis Blues Again
- Highway 61 Revisited