It’s All Over Now, Baby Blue

You must leave now, take what you need
You think will last
But whatever you wish to keep
You better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun

Look out, all those saints are coming through
And it's all over now, Baby Blue
And it's all over now, Baby Blue

The highway is for gamblers
You 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

The sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue

All your seasick sailors
They are rowing home
All your empty handed armies
Are all going home
Your lover who has 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
There's something calls for you
Forget about 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