Its All Over Now Baby Blue
Bob Dylan
| | A | D |
| You | must leave now, take what you need you | think will last |
| | A | D |
| But what | ever you wish to keep you better | grab it fast |
| Em | G | D |
| Yonder stands your | orphan with his | gun |
| Em | G | D |
| Crying like a | fire in the | sun |
| F#7 | A | A7 |
| Look out the saints are coming | through | |
| | Em | G | D |
| And | it’s all over | now, Baby | Blue. |
| | A | D |
| The | highway is for gamblers, better | use your sense. |
| | A | D |
| Take | what you have gathered from coi | ncidence. |
| | Em | G | D |
| The | empty-handed | painter from your | streets |
| | Em | G | D |
| Is | drawing crazy | patterns on your | sheets. |
| | F#7 | A | A7 |
| The | sky, too, is folding over | you | |
| Em | G | D |
| And it’s all over | now, Baby | Blue. |
| A | D |
| All your seasick sailors, they’re all | rowing home. |
| A | D |
| All your reindeer armies, they’re all | going home |
| | Em | G | D |
| The | lover who just | walked out your | door |
| | Em | G |
| Has | taken all his | blankets from the f[D |
| | F#7 | A | A7 |
| The | carpet, too, is moving under | you | |
| | Em | G | D |
| And | it’s all over | now, Baby | Blue. |
| A | G | D |
| Leave your stepping stones behind, something | calls for | you |
| | A | G | D |
| For | get the dead you’ve left, they | will not follow | you |
| | Em | G | D |
| The | vagabond who’s | rapping at your | door |
| | Em | G | D |
| Is | standing in the | clothes that you once | wore |
| F#7 | A | A7 |
| Strike another match, go start | anew | |
| Em | G | D |
| And it’s all over | now, Baby | Blue |
| Em | G | D |
| And it’s all over | now, Baby | Blue |