Bob Dylan's
Bob Dylan and Suze

Nobody 'Cept You

There's nothing 'round here I believe in

'Cept you, yeah you

And there's nothing to me that's sacred

'Cept you, yeah you


You're the one that reaches me

You're the one that I admire

Every time we meet together

My soul feels like it's 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 left to live or die for

'Cept 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 to remind me of that

Old familiar chime

'Cept you, uh huh you


Used to play in the cemetery

Dance and sing and run when I was a child

Never seemed strange

But now I just pass mournfully by

That place where the bones of life are piled

I know somethin' has changed

I'm a stranger here and no one sees me

'Cept you, yeah you


Nothing much matters or seems to please me

'Cept 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

Ev'rybody's got something to sell

'Cept you, yeah you


Copyright 1973 Ram's Horn Music

First release: The Bootleg Series Volumes 1-3, 1991