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Artist: Bob Dylan |
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Title: Tangled Up In Blue |
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Early one mornin' the sun was shinin', |
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I was layin' in bed |
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Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all |
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If her hair was still red. |
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Her folks they said our lives together |
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Sure was gonna be rough |
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They never did like mama's homemade dress |
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Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough. |
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And i was standin' on the side of the road |
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Rain fallin' on my shoes |
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Heading out for the east coast |
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Lord knows i've paid some dues gettin' through, |
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Tangled up in blue. |
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She was married when we first met |
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Soon to be divorced |
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I helped her out of a jam, i guess, |
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But i used a little too much force. |
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We drove that car as far as we could |
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Abandoned it out west |
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Split up on a dark sad night |
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Both agreeing it was best. |
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She turned around to look at me |
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As i was walkin' away |
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I heard her say over my shoulder, |
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We'll meet again some day on the avenue |
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Tangled up in blue |
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I had a job in the great north woods |
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Working as a cook for a spell |
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But i never did like it all that much |
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And one day the ax just fell. |
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So i drifted down to new orleans |
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Where i was lucky just to be employed |
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Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat |
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Right outside of delacroix. |
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But all the while i was alone |
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The past was close behind, |
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I seen a lot of women |
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But she never escaped my mind, and i just grew |
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Tangled up in blue. |
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She was workin' in a topless place |
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And i stopped in for a beer, |
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I just kept lookin' at the side of her face |
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In the spotlight so clear. |
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And later on as the crowd thinned out |
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I's just about to do the same, |
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She was standing there in back of my chair |
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Said to me, don't i know your name? I muttered somethin' underneath my breath, |
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She studied the lines on my face. |
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I must admit i felt a little uneasy |
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When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe, |
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Tangled up in blue. |
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She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe |
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\i thought you'd never say hello,\ she said |
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\you look like the silent type.\<br>Then she opened up a book of poems |
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And handed it to me |
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Written by an italian poet |
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From the thirteenth century. |
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And every one of them words rang true |
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And glowed like burnin' coal |
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Pourin' off of every page |
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Like it was written in my soul from me to you, |
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Tangled up in blue. |
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I lived with them on montague street |
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In a basement down the stairs, |
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There was music in the cafes at night |
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And revolution in the air. |
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Then he started into dealing with slaves |
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And something inside of him died. |
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She had to sell everything she owned |
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And froze up inside. |
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And when finally the bottom fell out |
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I became withdrawn, |
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The only thing i knew how to do |
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Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew, |
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Tangled up in blue. |
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So now i'm goin' back again, |
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I got to get to her somehow. |
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All the people we used to know |
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They're an illusion to me now. |
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Some are mathematicians |
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Some are carpenter's wives. |
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Don't know how it all got started, |
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I don't know what they're doin' with their lives. |
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But me, i'm still on the road |
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Headin' for another joint |
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We always did feel the same, |
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We just saw it from a different point of view, |
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Tangled up in blue. |
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