Bob Dylan - "Money Blues" lyrics

by Bob Dylan and Jacques Levy
Sittin' here thinkin'

Where does the money go
Sittin' here thinkin'
Where does the money go
She ain't got it no more

Well, I give it to my woman
Went out last night
Bought two eggs and a slice of ham
And I didn't even get no jam
Went out last night
Bought two eggs and a slice of ham

Bill came to three dollars and ten cents
Askin' for the rent
Man came around
Man came around
Askin' for the rent
Well, I looked into the drawer
Well, well
But the money's all been spent

Went down to start one
Ain't got no bank account
But I didn't have the right amount

Everything's inflated
Like a tire on a car
Everything's inflated
Well, the man came and took my Chevy back
I'm glad I hid my old guitar
Like a tire on a car

Ease my money crisis now
Come to me, mama
Come to me, mama
I need something to support meEase my money crisis now