{title: It's all over now, baby blue}
{subtitle: Bob Dylan}


[G]You must leave now, take what you need, you [C]think will last. 
But [G]what ever you wish to keep, you better [C]grab it fast. 
[dm7]Yonder stands your [F]orphan with his [C]gun, 
[G]crying like a [F]fire in the [C]sun. 
[am]Look out the saints are coming throu[em]gh, 
[G]and [dm]it's all over [F]now, baby [C]blue.
	  
[G]The highway is for gamblers, better [C]use your sins, 
take [G]what you have gathered from [C]coincidence. 
[dm7]The empty handed [F]painter from your [C]streets 
is [G]drawing crazy [F]patterns on your [C]sheets. 
The [am]sky is too, is folding under [em]you 
[g]and [dm]it's all over [F]now, baby [C]blue.
	              
[G]All your seasick sailors they are [C]rowing home, 
[G]all your reindeer armies, are all [C]going home. 
The [dm7]lover who just [F]walked out your [C]door, 
has [G]taken all his [F]blankets from the [C]floor. 
[am]The carpet too, is moving under [em]you [G]and it's all over [F]now, baby [C]blue.           

[G]Leave your stepping stones behind, something [C]calls for you. 
[G]Forget the dead you've left, they will not [C]follow you, 
the [dm7]vagabond who's [F]rapping at your [C]door 
is [G]standing in the [F]clothes that you once [C]wore.    
[am]strike another match, go start a [em]new [G]and [dm]it's all over [F]now, baby [C]blue.