Nothing Was Delivered

The Byrds Nothing Was Delivered by Bob Dylan

Nothing was deliverd and I tell this truth to you

Not out of spite or anger but simply 'cause it's true

Now you must provide some answers for what you sell was not received

And the sooner you come up with it then the sooner you can leave

Nothing is better, nothing is best

Take care of your health and get plenty of rest

Nothing was delivered and it's up to you to say

Just what you had in mind when you made everybody pay

Now I hope you won't object to this giving back all that you owe

But the sooner you come up with it then the sooner you can go

Nothing is better, nothing is best

Take care of your health and get plenty of rest

No nothing was deliverd, I can't say I sympathize

With what your fate is goin' to be yes for telling all those lies

No nothing was delivered yes and someone must explain

But as long as it takes to do this then that's how long that you

remain

Nothing is better, nothing is best

Take care of your health and get plenty of rest

>From The Sweetheart Of The Rodeo LP

Byrds She Don't Care About Time written by Gene Clark

Hallways and staircases everyday to climb

To go up to my white walled room oh the end of time

Where I can be with my love for she is all that is mine

And she'll always be there my love don't care about time

I laugh with her cry with her hold her close she is mine

The way she tells me of her love and never is she trying

She don't have to be assured of many good things to find

And she'll always be there my love don't care about time

 

Her eyes are dark and deep with love her hair hangs long and fine

She walks with ease and all she sees is never wrong or right

And with her arms around me tight I see her all in my mind

And she'll always be there my love don't care about time

Copyright @ 1965 Tickson Music Co.

From the "45" Columbia Records