Bob Dylan
Baby Blue
You must leave now
Take what you need
You would think may last
But, whatever you wish to keep
You'd better learn to grab it fast

Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun
Look out, the saints are coming through (yes they are baby)
And, it's all over now, baby, baby blue

The highway is-a for gamblers
Better use your sense
And take what you have gathered
From coincidence

The empty-handed painter
On your streets, heh
Is drawing crazy patterns
On your sheets, yeah

The sky, too, is closing over you
And I'm tellin' you baby
It's all over now, baby, baby blue

Leave your steppin' stones behind
They will someday follow you
Forget the dead you've just left
It will someday fall on you
The vagabond is rappin'
On your door
Is standing in the clothes
That you once wore

You've got to strike another match
Don't start a new
And I'm tellin' you
It's all over now, baby, baby blue

Yeah, la la la la la, la la la la
Oh, oh, It's all over now, baby, baby blue