Tangled Up in Blue

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Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan ( /ˈdɪlən/; born Robert Allen Zimmerman; May 24, 1941) is an American singer-songwriter, musician, author, poet and artist. He has been an influential figure in popular music and culture for more than five decades. Much of his most celebrated work dates from the 1960s when he was an in… more »

Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'
I was layin' in bed
Wondrin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough They never did like
Mama's homemade dress
Papa's bank book wasn't big enough And I was standin' on the side of the road
Rain fallin' on my shoes Heading out for the east coast Lord knows I've paid some dues
Gettin' through 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 dark sad night Both agreeing it was best
She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin' away
I heard her say over my 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 looking for to be employed Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat Right outside of Delacroix But all the while I was alone The past was close behind
I seen a lot of women But she never escaped my mind
And I just grew Tangled up in blue

She was workin' in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear And later on as the crowd thinned out
I's 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 somethin' under my breath She studied 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 she opened up a book of poems And handed it to me Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century
And everyone of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin' 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 into dealing with slaves And something inside of him died
She had to sell everything she owned And froze up inside And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on
Like a bird that flew Tangled up in blue

So now I'm goin' back again I got to get to her somehow All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me now
Some are mathematicians Some are carpenters' wives Don't know how it all got started I don't know what they're doin' 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

Written by: BOB DYLAN


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