Chris Robinson Brotherhood - Its all over now baby blue

^BbYou must leave now, take what you need, you t^Abhink will la^Ebst But what^Bbever you wish to keep, you better g^Abrab it fa^Ebst ^FmYonder stands your ^Aborphan with his g^Ebun ^FmCrying like a ^Abfire in the s^Ebun ^CmLook out the saints are coming through^Bb And ^Fmit's all over ^Abnow, Baby B^Eblue.

^BbThe highway is for gamblers, better u^Abse your sen^Ebse. ^BbTake what you have gathered fr^Abom coinci^Ebdence. Th^Fme emptyhanded paint^Aber from your stre^Ebet Is d^Fmrawing crazy pat^Abterns on your sh^Ebeets. ^CmThis sky, too, is folding over yo^Bbu And ^Fmit's all over ^Abnow, Baby B^Eblue.

^BbAll your seasick sailors, they are ^Abrowing ^Ebhome. Your^Bb empty handed armies, they're all g^Aboing ho^Ebme. ^FmThe lover who ^Abjust walked out your doo^Ebr ^FmHas taken all his bl^Abankets from the flo^Ebor. ^CmThe carpet, too, is moving under yo^Bbu And ^Fmit's all over ^Abnow, Baby B^Eblue.

^BbLeave your stepping stones behind, s^Abomething ^Ebcalls for you. ^BbForget the dead you've left, th^Abey will not^Eb follow you. ^FmThe vagabond who^Ab's rapping at y^Ebour door ^FmIs standing in th^Abe clothes that you once^Eb wore.

^CmStrike another match, go start ^Bbanew And ^Fmit's all over ^Abnow, Baby B^Eblue. And ^Fmit's all over ^Abnow, Baby B^Eblue. And ^Fmit's all over ^Abnow, Baby B^Eblue.