Bob Dylan - Its all over now baby blue

^BYou must leave now, take what you n^Aeed, you th^Eink will last. ^BBut whatever you wish to keep, you b^Aetter gr^Eab it fast. ^F#mYonder stands your or^Aphan with his ^Egun, ^F#mCrying like a fi^Are in the s^Eun. ^C#mLook out the saints are co^Amin' th^Brough And i^F#mt's all over n^Aow, Baby B^Elue.

^BThe highway is for gamblers, b^Aetter u^Ese your sense. ^BTake what you have gat^Ahered from coi^Encidence. ^F#mThe empty-handed pa^Ainter from your str^Eeets Is dr^F#mawing crazy pat^Aterns on your sh^Eeets. ^C#mThis sky, too, is folding u^Ander y^Bou ^F#mAnd it's all over no^Aw, Baby Bl^Eue.

^BAll your seasick sailors, the^Ay are ro^Ewing home. ^BAll your reindeer armies, ar^Ae all goi^Eng home. ^F#mThe lover who just w^Aalked out your d^Eoor ^F#mHas taken all his bla^Ankets from the fl^Eoor. ^C#mThe carpet, too, is moving u^Ander y^Bou ^F#mAnd it's all over n^Aow, Baby B^Elue.

^BLeave your stepping stones behind, s^Aomething ca^Ells for you. ^BForget the dead you've left, they w^Aill not fol^Elow you. ^F#mThe vagabond who's rapp^Aing at your do^Eor ^F#mIs standing in the clo^Athes that you once w^Eore. ^C#mStrike another match, go s^Atart a^Bnew ^F#mAnd it's all over no^Aw, Baby B^Elue.