by Bob Dylan and Jacques Levy



Sittin' here thinkin'

Where does the money go

Sittin' here thinkin'

Where does the money go

Well, I give it to my woman

She ain't got it no more



Went out last night

Bought two eggs and a slice of ham

Went out last night

Bought two eggs and a slice of ham

Bill came to three dollars and ten cents

And I didn't even get no jam



Man came around

Askin' for the rent

Man came around

Askin' for the rent

Well, I looked into the drawer

But the money's all been spent



Well, well

Ain't got no bank account

Went down to start one

But I didn't have the right amount



Everything's inflated

Like a tire on a car

Everything's inflated

Like a tire on a car

Well, the man came and took my Chevy back

I'm glad I hid my old guitar



Come to me, mama

Ease my money crisis now

Come to me, mama

Ease my money crisis now

I need something to support me