By bob dylan

You speak to me in sign language,
As I'm eating a sandwich in a small cafe
At a quarter to three.

But I can't respond to your sign language.
You're taking advantage, bringing me down.
Can't you make any sound?

'twas there by the bakery, surrounded by fakery.
This is my story, still I'm still there.
Does she know I still care?

Link wray was playing on a jukebox, I was paying
For the words I was saying, so misunderstood.
He didn't do me no good.

First verse

Second verse

• A Certain Girl by Naomi Neville
• Anyone for Tennis
• Baby What's Wrong
• Bernard Jenkins
• Comin' Home
• Good Morning Little Schoolgirl
• Got to Get Better in a Little While
• Heaven is One Step Away
• Hello Old Friend
• Honey in Your Hips
• I Ain't Got You
• I Can't Stand It
• I Feel Free
• I Found a Love
• Key to The Highway
• Lawdy Mama
• Miss You
• Motherless Children
• Roll It Over
• Sign Language
• Sleeping in The Ground
• Snake Lake Blues
• Someone Like You
• Spoonful
• Strange Brew
• Sunshine of Your Love
• Tales of Brave Ulysses
• The Shape You're In
• Too Bad
• Wanna Make Love to You
• White Room
• Wrapping Paper