Dylan bob - I want you

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

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