Bob Dylan
James Alley Blues
Times ain't what they used to be
Times ain't what they used to be
Oh I tell you people, lord, you can take it from me
Oh I seen better days and I'm putting up with these
Oh I seen better days and I'm putting up with these
But there's too many people and they're all too hard to please
Cause I was born in the country, she thinks I'm easy to rule
Cause I was born in the country, she thinks I'm easy to rule
She tried to hitch me to her wagon, she wants to drive me like a mule
You know I bought the groceries and I paid the rent
You know I bought the groceries and I paid the rent
She tried to make me wash her clothes but I got good common sense
I said if you don't want me, why don't you tell me so?
I said if you don't want me, why don't you tell me so?
Cause it ain't like a man that ain't got nowhere to go
I believe I'm giving you sugar for sugar, let you get salt for salt
I believe I'm giving you sugar for sugar, let you get salt for salt
And if you can't get along with me, well it's your own fault
Now you want me to love you and you treat me mean
How do you want me to love you if you keep a-treating me mean?
You're my daily thought and my nightly dream
Sometimes I think that you too sweet to die
Sometimes I think that you too sweet to die
And another time I think you ought to be buried alive