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Song Name: |
I Want You |
By: |
Bob Dylan |
Posted By: |
chibluesteve |
Difficulty: |
Any |
Key: |
C |
Genre: |
Rock |
Harp Type: |
Chromatic |
Audio: |
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Created: |
2008-04-26 12:04:42 |
Modified: |
0000-00-00 00:00:00 |
Rating: |
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| | Fav Count: | 12 |
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The guilty undertaker sighs,
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The lonesome organ grinder cries,
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The silver saxophones say I should refuse you.
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The cracked bells and washed-out horns
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Blow into--- my- face with scorn,
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But it's not that way,
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I- wasn't born to lose you.
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I want you, I want you,
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I- want you so bad,
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Honey, I want you.
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The drunken politician leaps
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Upon- the street where mothers weep
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And the saviors who are fast asleep,
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They wait for you.
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And I wait for them to interrupt-
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Me- drinkin' from my broken- cup
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And ask me to
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Open-- up the gate for you.
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I want you, I want you,
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I- want you so bad,
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Honey, I want you.
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Now all my fathers, they've gone down
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True love they've been without it.
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But all their daughters put me down
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'Cause I don't think about it.
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid.
She knows that I'm not afraid
To look at her.
She is good to me
And there's nothing she doesn't see.
She knows where I'd like to be
But it doesn't matter.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit,
He spoke to me, I took his flute.
No, I wasn't very cute to him,
Was I?
But I did it, though, because he lied
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side
And because I . . .
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you. |
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