Bob Dylan - Tangled Up In Blue lyrics

Early one mornin' the sun was shinin',<br>I was layin' in bed<br>Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all<br>If her hair was still red.<br>Her folks they said our lives together<br>Sure was gonna be rough<br>They never did like mama's homemade dress<br>Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough.<br>And I was standin' on the side of the road<br>Rain fallin' on my shoes<br>Heading out for the east coast<br>Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through,<br>Tangled up in blue.<br><br>She was married when we first met<br>Soon to be divorced<br>I helped her out of a jam, I guess,<br>But I used a little too much force.<br>We drove that car as far as we could<br>Abandoned it out west<br>Split up on a dark sad night<br>Both agreeing it was best.<br>She turned around to look at me<br>As I was walkin' away<br>I heard her say over my shoulder,<br>We'll meet again someday on the avenue,<br>Tangled up in blue.<br><br>I had a job in the great north woods<br>Working as a cook for a spell<br>But I never did like it all that much<br>And one day the ax just fell.<br>So I drifted down to new orleans<br>Where I happened to be employed<br>Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat<br>Right outside of delacroix.<br>But all the while I was alone<br>The past was close behind,<br>I seen a lot of women<br>But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew<br>Tangled up in blue.<br><br>She was workin' in a topless place<br>And I stopped in for a beer,<br>I just kept lookin' at the side of her face<br>In the spotlight so clear.<br>And later on as the crowd thinned out<br>I's just about to do the same,<br>She was standing there in back of my chair<br>Said to me, don't I know your name? <br>I muttered somethin' underneath my breath,<br>She studied the lines on my face.<br>I must admit I felt a little uneasy<br>When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe,<br>Tangled up in blue.<br><br>She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe<br>I thought you'd never say hello, she said<br>You look like the silent type.<br>Then she opened up a book of poems<br>And handed it to me<br>Written by an italian poet<br>From the thirteenth century.<br>And every one of them words rang true<br>And glowed like burnin' coal<br>Pourin' off of every page<br>Like it was written in my soul from me to you,<br>Tangled up in blue.<br><br>I lived with them on montague street<br>In a basement down the stairs,<br>There was music in the cafes at night<br>And revolution in the air.<br>Then he started into dealing with slaves<br>And something inside of him died.<br>She had to sell everything she owned<br>And froze up inside.<br>And when finally the bottom fell out<br>I became withdrawn,<br>The only thing I knew how to do<br>Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew,<br>Tangled up in blue.<br><br>So now I'm goin' back again,<br>I got to get to her somehow.<br>All the people we used to know<br>They're an illusion to me now.<br>Some are mathematicians<br>Some are carpenter's wives.<br>Don't know how it all got started,<br>I don't know what they're doin' with their lives.<br>But me, I'm still on the road<br>Headin' for another joint<br>We always did feel the same,<br>We just saw it from a different point of view,<br>Tangled up in blue.