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

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

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 I'm sick of love, ^G ^A I wish I never met you. ^Em ^G ^A I'm sick of love, ^G ^A I'm tryin' to forget you. ^Em Just don'^Emt know what to do, I'd give anythin^Dg to ^C ^BBe with y^Emou.

>From Marco ( marcocingolani@usa.net)