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From: Harlan L Thompson <harlant@uhunix.uhcc.Hawaii.Edu> NOBODY 'CEPT YOU- Bob Dylan
There's noFthing 'round heCre to me that's saFcred 'Cept yDmou, yeah yBbou There's nothiFng 'round hCere to me that matFters 'Cept Dmyou, yeah Bbyou
YoBbu're the one that reaches me You're the oFne that I admire EvBbery time we meet together I feFel like I'm on fire NotBbhing matters to me And there's nFothing I deDmsire 'Cept yBbou, yeah yGmou
Nothing 'round here I care to try for, 'cept you, yeah you Got nothing here to live or die for, except you, yeah you There's a hymn I used to hear In the churches all the time Make me feel so good inside So peaceful, so sublime And there's nothing that reminds me of that Old familiar chime, except you, yeah you BRIDGE:
UBbsed to run in the cemetery Dance and run and sing but I was a chFild CAnd it never seemed strFange But nBbow I just pass mournfully By that place where bones of life are pFiled CI know somethin' has chFanged
I'm a stranger here and no one sees me, except you, yeah you Nothing any more seems to please me,except you, yeah you Nothing hypnotizes me Or holds me in a spell Everything runs by me Just like water from a well Everybody wants my attention Everybody's got something to sell
Except yBbou, yeah Gmyou I'm in love with yFou!
(originally done around the time of Planet Waves, 1973. Finally released in The Bootleg Series, 1-3) (sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)