Текст песни I Want You - Live, Remastered - Bob Dylan

The gypsy undertaker cries
The lonesome organ grinder sighs
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 this 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
Well, now all my fathers, they've gone down
True love they've been without it
And all their daughters put me down
'Cause I don't think about it
I return to the Queen of Spades
Talk with the chambermaid
She knows that I'm not afraid
To look at her
She is good to me
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