I want you

Dylan, Bob

    G                          Hmi 
the guilty undertaker sighs,the lonesome organgrinder 
          Emi                            D 
cries,the silver saxofones say I should refuse you 
    C                                  D 
the cracked bells and washed out horns blow into my face with scorn 
         Emi                            D 
but it's not that way I wasn't born to lose you 
 
  G       Hmi            Emi          D 
I want you,I want you,yes I want you so bad. 
 
The drunken politician leaps 
Upon the street where mothers weep 
And the saviors who are fast asleep, 
They wait for you. 
And I wait for them to interrupt 
Me drinkin' from my broken cup 
And ask me to 
Open up the gate for you. 
I want you, I want you, 
I want you so bad, 
Honey, I want you. 
 
Now all my fathers, they've gone down 
True love they've been without it. 
But all their daughters put me down 
'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. 

Do databáze přidal Magnum, dne 15. 09. 2020