If you call me I'll come running
And you can call me anytime
These sixteen strings we're strumming
They will back up every line, every line, every line

If you call me I'll come running
And you can call me anytime
And these sixteen strings we're strumming
They will back up every line

There's a motivation about you
That moves me when we're apart
It agitates my affection
And it wants to break my heart

Help me, stranger
Help me get it off my mind
Get me back on my feet
Brother, can you spare the time?
Help me, stranger
Help me get it off my mind
Get me back on my feet
Brother, can you spare the time?

It's not essential that I feel you
But it's a sensitive device
I'm reverential when I hear you
I genuflect to your advice

Well, I wish I had the words
And I want those words to rhyme
And I wish I had the nerve
'Cause I sure don't have the time

Help me, stranger
Help me get it off my mind
Get me back on my feet
Brother, can you spare the time?
Help me, stranger
Help me get it off my mind
Get me back on my feet
Brother, can you spare the time?

Brother can you spare the time?
Brother can you spare the time?
Brother can you spare the time?

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Writer(s): Brendan Benson, Jack White