Bob Dylan - Lovesick

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Date: Fri, 03 Apr 1998 10:19:37
From: marcocingolani@usa.net
Subject: Bob Dylan - Lovesick

Dylan Bob
Lovesick


Em               D
I'm Walkin'
                                                 Em  
Through streets that are dead.
                 D
Walkin',
                                              Em
Walkin' with you in my head.
                              D                   B                 A
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired,
                                        Em
And the clouds are weepin'.
Em    D
Did I
                                        Em
Hear someone tell a lie.
            D
Did I
                                               Em
Hear someone's distant cry.
                              D                         B                   A
I spoke like a child, you just struck me with a smile,
                               Em       G  A
While I was sleepin'.
                                G  A
I'm sick of love,
                                Em         G  A   
And I'm in the thick of it.
                                G  A
This kind of love,
                Em
I'm so sick of it.


Then in the same way:



I see
I see lovers in the meadow.
I see
I see sillouettes in the window.
I watched them 'till they're gone, and they leave me hangin' on,
To a shadow.

I'm sick of love,
I hear the clock tick.
This kind of love,
I'm lovesick.

Sometimes
The silence can be like - thunder.
Sometimes
I wanna take to the road and - plunder.
Could you ever be true, I think of you,
And I wonder.


G  A                             G  A
         I'm sick of love,
                              Em        G  A
I wish I never met you.
                              G  A
I'm sick of love,
                            Em
I'm tryin' to forget you.
         Em                                 D                      C
Just don't know what to do, I'd give anything to
B        Em
Be with you.



>From Marco ( marcocingolani@usa.net)