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You're No Good

Höfundur lags: Jesse Fuller Höfundur texta: Jesse Fuller Flytjandi: Bob Dylan Sent inn af: cazteclo
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Well I d[C]on't know why I l[F]ove you like I[C/Em] do [A7]    
No[D]body in the world can g[G]et along with y[C]ou  
[C]You got the ways of a devil s[F]leepin' in a lion's [C/Em]den [A7]    
I come h[D]ome last night, you w[G]ouldn't even let me [C]in  

Well so[E]metimes you're as sweet as anyb[F]ody wanna be
[D]When you get a crazy notion, j[G]umping all over me
Well you g[C]imme the blues, I g[F]uess you're satis[C/Em]fied [A7]    
And you g[D]imme the blues, I wa[G]nna lay down and d[C]ie  

[G]    [C]    [G/Bm]    [E7]    
[A]    [D]    [G]    
[B]    [C]    [A]    [D]    
[G]    [C]    [G/Bm]    [E7]    
[A]    [D]    [G]    
I h[C]elped you when you h[F]ad no shoes on your[C/Em] feet, pretty [A7]mama   
I helped you w[D]hen you had no f[G]ood to e[C]at  
You're the ki[C]nd of woman I j[F]ust don't unders[C/Em]tand [A7]    
You're takin' a[D]ll my money, g[G]ive it to another [C]man  

Well y[E]ou're the kinda woman that makes a m[F]an lose his brain
Y[D]ou're the kinda woman, dr[G]ives a man insane
Well you [C]gimme the blues, I gu[F]ess you're sati[C/Em]sfied [A7]    
Yeah, you gi[D]mme the blues, I w[G]anna lay down and[C/Em] die [A7]    
Yeah, you gi[D]mme the blues, I wa[G]nna lay down and [C]die [C/Em]    [G]    [C]    


Well I don't know why I love you like I do
Nobody in the world can get along with you
You got the ways of a devil sleepin' in a lion's den
I come home last night, you wouldn't even let me in

Well sometimes you're as sweet as anybody wanna be
When you get a crazy notion, jumping all over me
Well you gimme the blues, I guess you're satisfied
And you gimme the blues, I wanna lay down and die






I helped you when you had no shoes on your feet, pretty mama
I helped you when you had no food to eat
You're the kind of woman I just don't understand
You're takin' all my money, give it to another man

Well you're the kinda woman that makes a man lose his brain
You're the kinda woman, drives a man insane
Well you gimme the blues, I guess you're satisfied
Yeah, you gimme the blues, I wanna lay down and die
Yeah, you gimme the blues, I wanna lay down and die

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