Written by Bob Dylan. This is 'The Boss's' version.




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
Blow into my face with scorn,
         Dm
But it's not that way,
                 C
I wasn't born to lose you.
  F           Am
I want you, 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 saviors who are fast asleep,
    C
They wait for you.
      Bb
And I wait for them to interrupt
C
Me drinkin' from that broken cup
    Dm
And ask me to
            C
Open up the gate for you.
  F           Am
I want you, I want you,
  Dm          C
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           Am
I want you, I want you,
  Dm          C
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            Am
I want you,  I want you,
  Dm          C
I want you so bad
         F
Honey, I want you.



Enjoy!