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You must leave now, take what you need you think will last
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
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Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
Cryin' like a fire in the sun
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Look out, all those saints are comin' through
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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
The 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 army years are going home
Your lover who just walked out the door
Is taking all his blankets from the floor
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue...
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Leave your stepping stones behind, there's something that calls for you
Forget the debt 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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