Tangled Up In Blue
Bob Dylan • Key:
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Tangled Up In Blue
Bob Dylan
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Early one morning the
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sun was shinin',
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I was layin' in
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bed.
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Wonderin' if she
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changed at all,
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if her hair was still red.
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Her folks said our
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lives together
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sure was gonna be
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rough.
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They never did like mama's
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homemade dress;
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Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough.
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I was standin' on the
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side of the road
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Rain fallin' on my
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shoes.
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Headin' out for the
F#m
east coast
Lord
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knows I've paid some dues gettin'
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through
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Tangled
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up in
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blue.
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She was married when
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we first met,
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soon to be di
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vorced
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I helped her out of a
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jam I guess but I
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used a little too much force.
We
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drove that car as
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far as we could, ab
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andoned it out
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west.
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Split up up on a
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dark sad night both agr
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eein' it was best.
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She turned around to
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look at me
As
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I was walkin'
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away.
I
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heard her say o
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ver my shoulder
"We'll
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meet again some day on the aven
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ue"
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Tangled
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up in
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blue.
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I had a job in the
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Great North Woods
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workin' as a cook for
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spell
But I
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never did like it
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all that much and one
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day the axe just fell.
So I
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drifted down to
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New Orleans where I was
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lucky 'nough to be em
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ployed
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Workin' for a while on a
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fishing boat right out
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side Delacroix.
But
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all the while I
F#m
was alone
The
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past was close be
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hind
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I met a lot of
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women
But she
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never escaped my mind and I just
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grew
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Tangled
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up in
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blue.
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She was workin' in a
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topless place when I
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stopped in for a
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beer.
I
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just kept lookin' at the
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side of her face in the
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spot light so clear.
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Later on as the
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crowd thinned out I was
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just about to do the
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same.
She was
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standin' there in
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back of my chair sayin' "
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Tell me, don`t I know your na
me?"
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I muttered something under
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neath my breath.
She
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studied the lines on my
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face.
I
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must admit I was a
F#m
little uneasy
When she
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bent down to tie the laces on my
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shoe.
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Tangled
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up in
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blue.
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She lit a burner
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on the stove and
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offered me a
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pipe.
"I
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thought you'd never say
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hello" she said; "You
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look like the silent type."
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Then she opened up a
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book of poems and
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handed it to
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me.
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Written by an I
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talian poet from the
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13th century.
And
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everyone of those
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words rang true
And
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glowed like a burnin'
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coal.
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Flowing off of
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every page
Like it was
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written in my soul from me to
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you.
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Tangled
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up in
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blue.
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I lived with him on
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Montague Street in a
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basement down the
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stairs.
There was
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music in the caf
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es at night and revo
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lution in the air.
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Then he started into
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dealing in slaves and
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somethin' inside of him
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died.
She
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had to sell every
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thing she owned and just
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froze up inside.
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Then at last when the
F#m
bottom fell out
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I became with
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drawn.
The
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only thing I knew
F#m
how to do
Was to
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keep on keepin' on like a bird that
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flew
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Tangled
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up in
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blue.
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Now I'm going
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back again, I've got to
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get to her some
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how.
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All the people we
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used to know they're an ill
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usion to me now.
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Some are matheme
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ticians,
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some are carpenter's
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wives.
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Don't know how it
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all got started; I don't know
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what they're doin' with their li
ves.
But
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me I'm still
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on the road
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Headin' for another
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joint.
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We always did
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feel the same
We just
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saw it from a different point of
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view.
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Tangled
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up in
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blue.
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