Текст песни It’s All Over Now, Baby Blue (version 1) - The Byrds
                                                You 
                                                better 
                                                go 
                                                now, 
                                                take 
                                                what 
                                                you 
                                                want
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                think 
                                                will 
                                                last
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                if 
                                                there's 
                                                something 
                                                you 
                                                wish 
                                                to 
                                                keep
 
                                    
                                
                                                Better 
                                                grab 
                                                it 
                                                fast
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yonder 
                                                stands 
                                                your 
                                                orphan 
                                                with 
                                                his 
                                                gun
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crying 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                fire 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                sun
 
                                    
                                
                                                Look 
                                                out 
                                                for 
                                                who, 
                                                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 
                                                foldin' 
                                                under 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                it's 
                                                all 
                                                over 
                                                now, 
                                                baby 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                your 
                                                seasick 
                                                sailors, 
                                                they 
                                                are 
                                                goin' 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                empty-handed 
                                                armies, 
                                                they 
                                                are 
                                                goin' 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                lover 
                                                who 
                                                just 
                                                walked 
                                                out 
                                                the 
                                                door
 
                                    
                                
                                                Has 
                                                taken 
                                                all 
                                                his 
                                                blankets 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                floor
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                carpet 
                                                too 
                                                is 
                                                movin' 
                                                under 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                it's 
                                                all 
                                                over 
                                                now, 
                                                baby 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                all 
                                                over 
                                                now, 
                                                baby 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                all 
                                                over 
                                                now, 
                                                baby 
                                                blue
 
                                    
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