I want you - Bob Dylan
(Blonde on Blonde - Columbia - 1966)
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[F][Am][Dm][C] [F]
The guilty undertaker sighs,
The [Am] lonesome organ grinder cries,
The [Dm] silver saxophones say I [C] should refuse you.
The [Bb] cracked bells and washed-out horns
[C]Blow into my face with scorn,
But [Dm] it’s not that way,
I wasn’t born to [C] lose you.
I [F] want you, I [Am] want you,
I [Dm] want you so [C] bad,
Honey, I [F] want you.
The drunken politician leaps
U[Am]pon the street where mothers weep
And the [Dm] saviors who are fast asleep,
They [C] wait for you.
And [Bb] I wait for them to interrupt
Me [C] drinkin’ from my broken cup
And [Dm] ask me to
Open up the [C] gate for you.
I [F] want you, I [Am] want you,
Yes [Dm] I want you so [C] bad,
Honey, I [F] want you.
Now [Am] all my fathers, they’ve gone down
[Dm]True love they’ve been without it.
But [Am] all their daughters put me down
’Cause [Bb] I don’t think a[C]bout it.
Well, I re[F]turn to the Queen of Spades
And [Am] talk with my chambermaid.
[Dm]She knows that I’m not afraid
To [C] look at her.
[Bb]She is good to me
And [C] there’s nothing she doesn’t see.
She [Dm] knows where I’d like to be
But it doesn’t [C] matter.
I [F] want you, I [Am] want you,
Yes I [Dm] want you so [C] bad,
Honey, I [F] want you.
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit,
He [Am] spoke to me, I took his flute.
[Dm]No, I wasn’t very cute to him,
[C]Was I?
But [Bb] I did it, though, because he lied
[C]Because he took you for a ride
[Dm]And because time was on his side
[C]And because I…
I [F] want you, I [Am] want you,
Yes I [Dm] want you so [C] bad,
Honey, I want [F] you. [Am][Dm][C]
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