It's All Over Now, Baby Blue

Written by Bob Dylan. This is The Byrds version. You better go now, take what you want you think will last But if there something you wish to keep better grab it fast Yonder stands your orphan with his gun Crying like a fire in the sun Look out 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. The sky, too, is folding under you And it's all over now, Baby Blue. SOLO All your seasick sailors, they are going home. Your empty handed armies, they're are going home. Your lover who 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. And it's all over now, Baby Blue. >From The Never Before CD The Byrds It's All Over Now Baby Blue written by Bob Dylan Easy Rider Version You better leave , take what you need you think will last But if there something 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 the saints are coming through And it's all over now it's all over now 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 it's all over now It's all over now, Baby Blue. All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. All Your reindeer armies, they're are going home. Your lover who just walked out the door Has taken all your blankets from the floor. The carpet, too, is moving under you And it's all over now it's all over now^? It's all over now, Baby Blue.