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Words and Music bt Bob Dylan
(Moderately, with a beat)
EmI’m walkingD through streets that are Emdead
EmWalking,D walking with you in my heEmad
My feet are so Dtired, my Bbrain is so wireAmd Am7
And the clouds are weEmeping
EmDid I D hear someone tell a lEmie?
EmDid I D hear someone’s distantEm cry?
I spoke like a Dchild; you desBtroyed me with a smilAme
While I was Emsleeping
G A I’m sick of lovGe A but I’m in Emthe thick of it
G A This kind of loveG A I’m so sick oEmf it
Additional lyrics:
I see, I see lovers in the meadow
I see, I see silhouettes in the window
I watch them ’til they’re gone and they leave me hanging on
To a shadow
I’m sick of love; I hear the clock tick
This kind of love; I’m love sick
Sometimes the silence can be like the thunder
Sometimes I feel like I’m being plowed under
Could you ever be true? I think of you
And I wonder
I’m sick of love; I wish I’d never met you
I’m sick of love; I’m trying to forget you
Just don’t know what to do
I’d give anything to be with you