Lyrics It's All over Now, Baby Blue - Live at Montreal Forum, Montreal, Quebec - December 1975 - Bob Dylan

You must leave now, take what you need
You think will last
But whatever you wish to keep
You better grab it fast

Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun

Look out, the saints are comin′ through
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 over you
And it′s all over now, baby blue

All your sea sick sailors
They're all rowing home
All your empty armies
They're all going home

The lover who you have has 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