F Am Dm C F 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 Blew into my face with scorn Dm But it's not that way C I wasn't born to lose you F I want you Am 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 saviours who are fast asleep C They wait for you Bb And I wait for them to interrupt C Me drinking from that broken cup Dm C And ask me to open up the gate for you F I want you Am I want you Dm C Yes 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 I want you Am I want you Dm C Yes 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 I want you Am I want you Dm C I want you so bad F Am Dm C Honey I want you F Am Dm C F
tekstschrijver: Bob Dylan
componist: Bob Dylan
musicbrainz_work_id: 31fe461e-0c8d-3324-a2d6-8b768a94da55
Taal: Engels
Sfeer: Yearning; Bittersweet; Warm; Freewheeling; Lively; Poignant; Bright; Sparkling; Springlike; Enigmatic
Thema: In Love; Passion; Relationships; Biographical; Celebrities; Affection/Fondness; Spring
Stijl: Contemporary Pop/Rock; Folk-Rock; Psychedelic/Garage; Singer/Songwriter; Rock & Roll