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Its all over now, baby blue

Text & musik: Bob Dylan

        D  Dsus4 
Intro:   - 
 A                   G                        D             
You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last
        A                 G                 D          
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
 Em                G                D  
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
  Em           G           D  
Crying like a fire in the sun
F#7           G                   A    
Look out the saints are coming through
    Em             G          D   
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

                                                    
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
                                              
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
                                           
The empty-handed painter from your streets
                                          
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
                                    
This sky, too, is folding under you
                                  
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

                                                
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
                                                  
Your empty handed armies, they're all going home.
                                        
The lover who just walked out your door
                                           
Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
                                     
The carpet, too, is moving under you
                                  
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

                                                            
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you.
                                                       
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
                                        
The vagabond who's rapping at your door
                                               
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
                                    
Strike another match, go start anew
                                  
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.