Nobody Cept You

NOBODY 'CEPT YOU- Bob Dylan

There's nothing 'round here to me that's sacred

'Cept you, yeah you

There's nothing 'round here to me that matters

'Cept you, yeah you

You're the one that reaches me

You're the one that I admire

Every time we meet together

I feel like I'm on fire

Nothing matters to me

And there's nothing I desire

'Cept you, yeah you

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

Used to run in the cemetery

Dance and run and sing but I was a child

And it never seemed strange

But now I just pass mournfully

By that place where bones of life are piled

I know somethin' has changed

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 you, yeah you

I'm in love with you!

(originally done around the time of Planet Waves, 1973. Finally

released in The Bootleg Series, 1-3)

(sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)