Pay in Blood - Bob Dylan

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

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

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

I got something in my pocket make your eyeballs swim

I got dogs could tear you limb from limb

I’m circlin’around the Southern Zone

I pay in blood, but not my own.

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

I’ve been out and around with the rising 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

Another politician coming out the abyss

another angry beggar blowing you a kiss

you got the same eyes that your mother does

if only you could prove who your father was

someone must of slipped a drug in yer 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

How I made it back home, nobody knows

or how I survived so many blows

I’ve been thru Hell, What good did it do?

You bastard!!!

I’m suppose to respect you!

I’ll give you justice, I’ll fathom your purse

Show me your moral that you reversed

Hear me holler and hear me moan

I pay in blood but not my own

You get 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?

This is how I spend my days

I came to bury, not to raise

I’ll drink my fill and sleep alone

I play in blood, but not my own