Capo 4th fret (sounding key E major)
And you might as well tune down the E string two steps, to get the dropped C tuning that he uses on Live 1966 (C-A-d-g-b-e’).
The versions are quite similar, apart from (1) the little riff running through the album version, and (2) the basic chord alternation, which in the album version is C - F, and on Live 1966 C - Csus4. (it actually sounds like that’s what Dylan is playing in the album version as well, but the little riff clearly alternates between C and F, so that’s the predominant sound anyway).
C F : . . : . . |-----3---5-3-|-----5---6-5-| |---5---5-----|---6---6-----| |-5-----------|-5-----------| |-------------|-------------| |-------------|-------------| |-------------|-------------|
Chords (with dropped C tuning):
C 032010 F 033211 or 003211 or Fmaj7 033210 Csus4 033010 Em x22000 Dm xx0231 or 200231
C F C When she said,"Don't waste F C your words, they're just lies," F C F C F I cried she was deaf. C F C And she worked on my face F C until breaking my eyes, F C F C F Then said, "What else you got left?" Em It was then that I got up to leave Dm But she said, "Don't forget, C F C Everybody must give something back F C F C F For something they get." I stood there and hummed, I tapped on her drum and asked her how come. And she buttoned her boot, And straightened her suit, Then she said, "Don't get cute." So I forced my hands in my pockets And felt with my thumbs, And gallantly handed her My very last piece of gum. She threw me outside, I stood in the dirt where ev'ryone walked. And after finding I'd Forgotten my shirt, I went back and knocked. I waited in the hallway, she went to get it, And I tried to make sense Out of that picture of you in your wheelchair That leaned up against . . . Her Jamaican rum And when she did come, I asked her for some. She said, "No, dear." I said, "Your words aren't clear, You'd better spit out your gum." She screamed till her face got so red Then she fell on the floor, And I covered her up and then Thought I'd go look through her drawer. And, when I was through I filled up my shoe And brought it to you. And you, you took me in, You loved me then You didn't waste time. And I, I never took much, I never asked for your crutch. Now don't ask for mine.
Live 1966 version
As I said, it’s identical, just replace all the F’s with Csus4’s.
Live version from 1999 (various locations)
D Dsus4 D When she said,"Don't waste Dsus4 D your words, they're just lies," C G/b D Dsus4 D Dsus4 I cried she was deaf. D Dsus4 D And she worked on my face Dsus4 D until breaking my eyes, C G/b D Dsus4 D Then said, "What else you got left?" F#m It was then that I got up to leave Em But she said, "Don't forget, D Dsus4 D Everybody must give something back Dsus4 D Dsus4 D Dsus4 For something they get."