The guilty undertaker sighs
The lonesome organ grinder cries
The silver saxophone says
I should refuse you
The cracked bells and washed out horns
Blow into my face with scorn
It ain't that way
I wasn't born to lose you
I want you
Oh I want you
Oh I want you baby so bad
Honey I want you
Oh I want you
I want you baby so bad
The drunken politician leaps
Upon the streets where mothers weep
And the saviours who are fast asleep
They wait for you
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinking from my broken cup
And ask me to open up the gate for you
Honey I want you
Oh I want you
Oh I want you baby so bad
I really want you
Oh I want you
Oh I want you baby so bad
Now all the fathers
They've gone down
True love, they've been without it
But all their daughters
Put me down
'Cause I don't think
I don't think about it
And talk with my chamber maid
Well I return to the queen of spades
You know that I'm not afraid to look at her
Oh she, she is good to me
And there's nothing that she doesn't see
She knows where I wanna be
But it don't matter
Oh I want you
Oh I want you
Oh I want you baby so bad
Honey I really want you
Oh I want you
Oh I want you so bad
Now your dancing child with the Chinese suit
He spoke to me I took his flute
No I wasn't that cute to him
Was I
But I did it because he lied
Because he took you for a ride
Because time was on his side
And because I want you
I want you
Oh I want you baby so bad
Honey I want you
Oh I want you
Yes I want you baby so bad
Oh honey I want you
Oh I want you...
By Bob Dylan, 1966. Performed a few times between 1973 and 1975.
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