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Tangled Up In Blue

In the style of

Bob Dylan

Lyrics

early one mornin'
the sun was shinin'
i was layin' in bed
wonderin' if
she's changed at all
if her hair
was still red

her folks they said
our lives together
sure was
gonna be rough

they never did like
mama's
homemade dress
papa's bank book
wasn't big enough

when i was standin' on
the side of the road
rain fallin'
on my shoes

heading out
for the east coast
lord knows
i've paid some dues
gettin' through
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 the docks
that night
both agreein'
it was best

well
she turned around
to look at me
as i was a-walkin' away

i heard her say
over my shoulder
we'll meet again
someday
on the avenue
tangled up in blue

i had a job
in the great
north woods
workin' as a cook
for a spell

but i never did like it
all that much
and one day
the ax just fell

so i drifted down
to new orleans
i was lucky well
to be employed
workin' for a while
on a fishin' boat
right outside
of delacroix

but all the while
i was alone
the past was
close behind

i've seen
a lot of women
but she never
escaped my mind
and i just grew
tangled up in blue

she was workin' in
a topless place
and i stopped in
for a beer

i just kept lookin'
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 standin' there
in back of my chair
and said to me
don't i know your name

i muttered somethin'
underneath my breath
she studied the lines
on my face

i must admit
felt a little uneasy
when she bent down
to tie the laces
of my shoes
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
burnin' coal

pourin' off
of every page
like it was
written in my soul
from me to you
tangled up in blue

i lived with him
on montague street
in a basement
down the stairs

there was music
in the caf�s at night
and revolution
in the air

then he started
into feelin'
we're slaves
and somethin'
inside of him died

she had to sell
everything she owned
and froze up inside
and when it finally
the bottom fell out
i became withdrawn

the only thing
i knew how to do
was to keep on
keepin' on
like a bird that flew
tangled up in blue

so now i'm goin'
back again
i got to get to her
somehow

all the people
we used to know
they're an illusion
to me now

some are
mathematicians
some are
carpenter's wives

don't know how
it all got started
i don't know
what they're doin'
with their lives

but me
i'm still on the road
a-headin' for
another joint

we always did
feel the same
we just saw it
from a different
point of view
tangled up in blue

Details

• Duration : 5:50
• Key : A
• Genre : Rock
• Year released : 1975
• Language : English

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