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 comin' through
And it's all over now, baby blue.
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, baby blue.
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
Your empty handed armies armies, are going home.
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.
[00:12.444]You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last.
[00:20.561]But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast.
[00:28.890]Yonder stands your orphan with his gun,
[00:36.812]Crying like a fire in the sun.
[00:44.667]Look out the saints are comin' through
[00:51.979]And it's all over now, baby blue.
[00:59.889]
[01:00.620]The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
[01:07.943]Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
[01:15.682]The empty-handed painter from your streets
[01:23.241]Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
[01:32.049]This sky, too, is folding under you
[01:39.129]And it's all over now, baby blue.
[01:47.299]
[01:47.342]All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
[01:55.025]Your empty handed armies armies, are going home.
[02:02.506]Your lover who just walked out the door
[02:09.901]Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
[02:18.194]The carpet, too, is moving under you
[02:25.440]And it's all over now, baby blue.