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  1. help. " It's All Over Now, Baby Blue " is a song written and performed by Bob Dylan and featured on his Bringing It All Back Home album, released on March 22, 1965, by Columbia Records. The song was recorded on January 15, 1965, with Dylan's acoustic guitar and harmonica and William E. Lee's bass guitar the only instrumentation.

  2. [Verse 1] 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 ...

  3. Aug 9, 2024 · 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

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  4. This sky, too, is folding under you. 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 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.

  5. It's All Over Now, Baby Blue Lyrics & Meanings: 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 coming through / And it's all over now, baby blue / / The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense / Take what you have ...

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  6. Blowing the woman/his audience off with a cursory “it’s all over now”, the narrator warns of a rough road ahead: there’s a “fire in the sun”, the highway is “full of gamblers”, and even the sky is threatening to “fold-up ”. Nothing sentimental in this goodbye, but Dylan sings it like a lullaby. A running joke between Dylan ...

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  8. Your lover who just walked out the 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, there something a-calls for you. Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you. The vagabond who's rapping at your door.

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