Bob Dylan-Positively 4th Street lyrics

by Bob Dylan  
    
  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 that`s winning  
    
  You say I let you down  
  You know it`s not like that  
  If you`re so hurt  
  Why then don`t you show it  
    
  You say you lost your faith  
  But that`s not where it`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  
  You`re in with  
    
  Do you take  
 me for such a fool  
  To think I`d make contact  
  With the one who tries to hide  
  What he don`t know to begin with  
    
  You see me on the street  
  You always act surprised  
  You say, `How are you?` `Good luck`  
  But you don`t mean it  
    
  When you know as well as me  
  You`d rather see me paralyzed  
  Why don`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 I`d rob them  
    
  And now I know you`re dissatisfied  
  With your position and your place  
  Don`t you understand  
  It`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  
  You`d know what a drag it is  
  To see you