Bob Dylan - 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 In the stands your old folk with his gun Is crying like a fire in the sun Look out babe, the saints are coming 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 drawing crazy patterns on your sheets This car too is moving under you And it's all over now, baby blue Leave your stepping stones behind Something calls for you Forget that you've left They will not follow you The vagabond who's rapping at your door Is standing in the cloth that you once wore Strike another match, go start anew And it's all over now, baby blue It's all over now, baby blue It's all over now, baby blue It's all over now, baby blue