Bob Dylan — Positively 4th Street lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Positively 4th Street" by Bob Dylan.

Lyrics

You got a lotta nerve
To say you are my friend
When I was down
You just stood there grinning
You got a lotta nerve
To say you gota helping hand to lend
You just want to be on
The side thatЂ™s winning
You say I let you down
You know itЂ™s not like that
If youЂ™re so hurt
Why then donЂ™t you show it You say you lost your faith
But thatЂ™s not where itЂ™s at You had no faith to lose
And you know it I know the reason
That you talk behind my back
I used to be among the crowd
YouЂ™re in with
Do you take me for such a fool
To think IЂ™d make contact
With the one who tries to hide
What he donЂ™t know to begin with
You see me on the street
You always act surprised
You say, how are you? good luck
But you donЂ™t mean it When you know as well as me YouЂ™d rather see me paralyzed
Why donЂ™t you just come out once
And scream it No, I do not feel that good
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief
Perhaps IЂ™d rob them
And now I know youЂ™re dissatisfied
With your position and your place
DonЂ™t you understand
ItЂ™s not my problem
I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you
Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
YouЂ™d know what a drag it is To see you

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