I Want You Bob Dylan
I Want You chords
Bob Dylan *
[F] [Am] [Dm] [C]
The [F]guilty undertaker sighs,
the [Am]lonesome organ grinder cries,
the [Dm]silver saxophones say I should re[C]fuse you.
The [Bb]cracked bells and washed-out horns,
[C]blow into my face with scorn,
but it's [Dm]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.[Dm] [F] [Dm] [F]
The [F]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 I [Bb]wait for them to interrupt,
me [C]drinking from that broken cup,
and [Dm]ask me to open up the [C]gate for you.
I [F]want you, I [Am]want you,
I [Dm]want you so [C]bad
Honey, I want [F]you.[Dm] [F] [Dm] [F]
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,
because [Bb]I don't think a[C]bout it.
[F]Well, I return 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 there's [C]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.[Dm] [F] [Dm] [F]
Now your [F]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 I [Bb]did it, though, because he lied,
be[C]cause he took you for a ride,
and be[Dm]cause time was on his side and because [C]I
I [F]want you, I [Am]want you,
I [Dm]want you so [C]bad
Honey, I [F]want you.
F Am Dm C 3x
* Alternate:
Capo III
F = D
Am = F#m
Dm = Bm
C = A
Bb = G
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