You're No Good

Bob Dylan

Well, I don't know why I love you like I do --
Nobody in the world can get along with you.
You got the ways of a devil sleepin' in a lion's den;
I come home last night you wouldn't even let me in.
Oh, sometimes you're as sweet as anybody wanna agree,
When you get a crazy notion jumpin' all over me --
When you give me the blues, I guess you're satisfied,
When you give me the blues I wanna lay down and die.

I helped you when you had no shoes on your feet, pretty momma,
I helped you when you had no food to eat.
You're a kinda woman I just don't understand --
You're takin' all my money, give it to another man.

Well, you're that kind of woman makes a man lose his brains,
You're that kind of woman drives a man insane.
You give me the blues, I guess you're satisfied,
You give me the blues, I wanna lay down and die --
Well, you give me the blues, I wanna lay down and die.