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Nobody 'Cept You 1 Bob Dylan © 1973, 1976 Ram's Horn Music (Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

2 Nov 1973 the bootleg series volumes 1-3 [rare and unreleased] 1961-1991 GENUINE BOOTLEG SERIES (T-393)

Planet Waves session 1, Village Recorder, Santa Monica CA - 2.nov.1973 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 Everybody's got something to sell 'Cept you, yeah you.

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Nobody 'Cept You 2

6 Jan 1974 YOU DON'T KNOW ME (T-309)

Live, The Spectrum, Philadelphia PA - 6.jan.1974 Nothin' 'round here to me that's sacred Except you, yeah you. There's nothing 'round here to me that i believe in Except you, yeah you. You're the one that reaches me You're the one that i admire Every time we meet you know I feel like i'm on fire Nothing matters to me And there's nothing i desire Except you, yeah you. Nothin' 'round here i care to try for Except 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 'Cept you, yeah you. Used to run in the cemetery Dance an' run an' play when i was a child An' it never seemed strange 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 an' no one sees me Except you, yeah you. Nothin' anymore seems to please me Except you, yeah you Nothin' 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 still in love with you.

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Nobody 'Cept You 3

11 Jan 1974 GENUINE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 3    The Third One Now (T-636)

Montréal, Québec - 11.jan.1974 There's nothin' 'round here to me that's sacred Except you. There's nothing 'round here that i believe in Except you, yes you. You're the one that reaches me You're the one that i admire Every time we meet you know I feel like i'm on fire Nothing matters to me And there's nothing i desire Except you, yes you. There's nothin' 'round here i care to try for Except you. Got nothing here to live or die for Except you, yes 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 'Cept you, yes you. Used to run in the cemetery Dance an' sing an'play when i was a child An' it never seemed strange 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 an' no one sees me Except you, you. Nothin' anymore seems to please me Except you, yes you. Nothin' 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.