A G
Early
one morning the sun was shinin'
A G
I
was layin' in bed.
A G
Wondering
if she'd changed at all
D
If
her hair was still red.
A G
Her
folks they said that our lives together,
A G
Sure
was gonna be rough.
A G
They
never did like Mama's home-made dress,
A
Papa's
bank book wasn't big enough.
E F#m
And
I was standing on the side of the road,
A D
Rain
falling on my shoes.
E F#m
Heading
out for the old east coast,
A D
Lord
knows I've paid some dues,
E
Getting
through,
G D
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Tangled
up in blue.
She
was married when we first met
Soon
to be divorced
I
helped her out of a jam I guess
But
I used a little too much force
We
drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned
it out west
Split
up on a sad dark night
Both
agreeing it was best
She
turned around to look at me
As
I was walking away
I
heard her say over her shoulder
We'll
meet again some day
On
the avenue
Tangled
up in Blue
I
had a job in the great north woods
Working
as a cook for a spell
But
I never did like it all that much
And
one day the axe just fell
So
I drifted down to New Orleans
Where
I was lucky to be employed
Workin'
for a while on a fishing boat
Right
outside of Delacroix
But
all the while I was alone
The
past was close behind
I
seen alot of women
But
she never escaped my mind
And
I just grew
Tangled
up in blue
She
was working in topless place
And
I stopped in for a beer
I
just kept looking at the side of her face
In
the spotlight so clear
And
later on when the crowd thinned out
I
was just about to do the same
She
was standing there in back of my chair
Said
to me Don't I know your name
I
muttered something undernaeth my breath
She
studdied the lines on my face
I
must admit I felt a little uneasy
When
she bent down to tie the laces
Of
my shoe
Tangled
up in blue
She
lit a burner on the stove
And
offered me a pipe
I
thought you'd never say hello she said
You
look like the silent type
Then
open up a book of poems
And
handed it to me
Written
by an Italian poet
From
the thirteenth century
And
every one of them words rang true
And
glowed like burning coal
Pourin'
off of every page
Like
it was written in my soul
From
me to you
Tangled
up in blue
I
lived with them on Montague Street
In
a basement down the stairs
There
was music in the cafes at night
And
revolution in the air
Then
he started dealing in slaves
And
something inside of died
She
had to sell everything she owned
And
froze up inside.
And
when the bottom finally feel out
I
became withdrawn
The
only thing I knew how to do
Was
to keep on keeping on
Like
a bird that flew
Tangled
up in blue
So
now I'm going on back again
I
got to get to her some how
All
the people we used to know
They're
an illusion to me now
Some
are mathematicians
Some
are carpenters wives
Don'ty
know how it all got started
I
don't know what they're doing with their lives
But
me, I'm still on the road
Headin'
for another joint
We
always did feel the same
We
just saw it from a different point
Of
view
Tangled
up in blue.
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