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TANGLED UP IN BLUE BOB DYLAN
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Early one morning the sun was shinin'
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I was layin' in bed.
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Wondering if she'd changed at all
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If her hair was still red.
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Her folks said our lives together,
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Sure was gonna be rough.
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They never did like Mama's home-made dress,
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Papa's bank book wasn't
big enough.
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F#m
And I was standing on the side of the road,
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Rain falling on my shoes.
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F#m
Heading out for the old east coast,
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Lord knows I've paid some dues,
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Getting through,
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Tangled up in blue.
She was married
when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam I guess
But I used a little too much force
We
drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out west
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best
She
turned around to look at me
As I was walking away
I heard her say over her my shoulder
We'll meet again some day
On
the avenue
Tangled up in Blue
I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never
did like it all that much
And one day the axe just fell
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I was lucky
to be employed
Workin' for a while on a fishing boat
Right outside of Delacroix
But all the while I was alone
The
past was close behind
I seen alot of women
But she never escaped my mind
Love just grew
Tangled up in blue
She
was working in topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept looking at the side of her face
In the spotlight
so clear
And later on when the crowd thinned out
I was just about to do the same
She was standing there in back of
my chair
Sayin' "Tell me, don't I know your name?"
I muttered something underneath my breath
She studied the lines
on my face
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces
Of my shoe
Tangled up in blue
She
lit a burner on the stove
And offered me a pipe
I thought you'd never say hello she said
You look like the silent
type
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century
And
every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burning coal
Pourin' off of every page
Like it was written in my
soul
From me to you
Tangled up in blue
I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs
There
was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air
Then he started into dealing in slaves
And something inside
of him died
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside.
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became
withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keeping on
Like a bird that flew
Tangled up in blue
So
now I'm going on back again
I got to get to her some how
All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me
now
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenters wives
Don't know how it all got started
I don't know what they're
doing with their lives
But me, I'm still on the road
Headin' for another joint
We always did feel the same
We
just saw it from a different point
Of view
Tangled up in blue.
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