Songteksten

You must leave now, take what you need you think will last But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast You understand you're orphan with his gun Cryin' like a fire in the sun Look out the saints are comin' through 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 drawin' crazy patterns on your sheets The sky, too, is foldin' over you And it's all over now, baby blue All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home All your reindeer 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 And it's all over now, baby blue And it's all over now, baby blue And it's all over now, baby blue
Writer(s): Bob Dylan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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