It´s All Over Baby Blue

Bob Dylan

	G	C
	You must leave now, take what you need, you think will	last

	G	C
But	whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it	fast

	Dm	F	C
	Yonder stands your	orphan with his	gun

	Dm	F	C
	Crying like a	fire in the	sun

	E(7)	G	Dm	F	C
	Look out, baby, the saints are coming	through	And it's all over	now, Baby	Blue.

	G	C
	The highway is for gamblers, better use your	sense.

	G	C
	Take what you have gathered from coincid	ence.

	Dm	F	C
	The empty-handed	painter from your	streets

	Dm	F	C
	Is drawing crazy	patterns on your	sheets.

	E(7)	G	Dm	F	C
	This sky, too, is folding under	you	And it's all over	now, Baby	Blue.

	G	C
	All your seasick sailors, they are rowing	home.

	G	C
	Your empty handed armies, they're all going	home.

	Dm	F	C
	The lover who just	walked out your	door

	Dm	F	C
	Has taken all his	blankets from the	floor.

	E(7)	G	Dm	F	C
	The carpet, too, is moving under	you	And it's all over	now, Baby	Blue.

	G	C
	Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for	you.

	G	C
	Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow	you.

	Dm	F	C
	The vagabond who's	rapping at your	door

	Dm	F	C
	Is standing in the	clothes that you once	wore.

	E(7)	Dm	F	C
	Strike another match, go start a new	And it's all over	now, Baby	Blue.