Текст песни Bob Dylan - I Want You
Bob Dylan - I Want You слова песни
The guilty undertaker sighs,
The lonesome organ grinder cries,
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you.
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn,
But it`s not that way,
I wasn`t born to lose you.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
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.