Текст песни It's All Over Now, Baby Blue - Bob Dylan

Well, you must leave now, take what you need, you think will last
Buy 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

What a 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
This sky too is folding over you
Yes, and it's all over now, baby blue

All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home
All your reindeer armies are all going home
The lover who has just walked out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor
The carpet too is moving under you
Yes, and it's all over now, baby blue

Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you
Forget the dead you 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
Yes, and it's all over now, baby blue