It's All Over Now, Baby Blue

Bob Dylan

Capo 4, top E tuned down to C (not obligatory)

Intro:

C and Csus4 (hammering onto the 4th string at the 2nd fret)
^EYou must leave now, take what you need, you ^Dthink will ^Alast
But what^Eever you wish to keep, you better ^Dgrab it ^Afast
^HmYonder stands your ^Dorphan with his ^Agun
^HmCrying like a ^Dfire in the ^Asun
E(7) F G
Look out the saints are coming through
And ^Hmit's all over ^Dnow, Baby ^ABlue.
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.
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
Your empty handed armies, they're all going home.
The 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.
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you.
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
The vagabond who's rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
Strike another match, go start anew
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

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Capo 4, top E tuned down to C (not obligatory)

Intro: 
C and Csus4 (hammering onto the 4th string at the 2nd fret)
G                                           F          C
You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last
        G                                 F       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)                    F      G
Look out the saints are coming through
    Dm            F         C
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.
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
Your empty handed armies, they're all going home.
The 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.
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you.
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
The vagabond who's rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
Strike another match, go start anew
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

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Datum vytvoření :2013-12-20T20:12:11.725+00:00

It's All Over Now, Baby Blue

Bob Dylan

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