...And in true Bob Dylan fashion, all of the song is the same.
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G|-|--0--|--0--|--0--|--2--|--4--|--2--|--0--| everyone would know
D|-|--4--|--2--|--0--|--2--|--4--|--0--|--2--| these chords, but...
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E|-|--x--|--x--|--3--|--x--|--x--|-----|--x--| Em9/DCGABmDA7Em9/DCEm9/DC
Early one morning the sun was shining, I was lying in bed
Em9/DCG
Wondering if she had changed at all, if her hair was still red
Em9/DCEm9/DC
Her folks said our lives together sure were gonna be rough
Em9/DCG
They never did like momma's homemade dress, poppa's bankbook wasn't big enough
ABmDG
She was standing on the side of the road, as rain's falling on my shoes
ABmDG
I'm headin' out for the old East Coast, Lord knows I've paid some dues
AA7
Getting through
CGEm9/D
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
So 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
And she turned around and looked at me, as I was walking away
I heard her say over my shoulder, "We're gonna meet again someday,
On the avenue"
We got tangled up in blue
So 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 enough 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 me
I've seen a lotta women, but she never escaped my mind
And I just grew
Tangled up in blue
She was workin' in a topless place, and I just stopped in for a beer
I just kept lookin' at the sight of her face in the spotlight so clear
Then later on as the crowd thinned out, I was just about to do the same
She was standin' there at the back of my chair, singing "tell me, don't I know your name?"
I muttered something under my breath, she studied the line on my face
I must admit I felt a little uneasy when she went to tie the lace
Of my shoe
We got tangled up in blue
So 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, handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet in the 13th century
And every one of those words rang true,
It was pouring off of every page, like it was written in my soul
>From me to you
Tangled up in blue
So n-n-n-now I live with them, on Montague street in a basement down the stairs
There was music in the cafes at night, a revoltion in the air
Until he started dealing in slaves, and something inside of him died
She had sold everything they owned and froze up inside
Finally as the bottom fell out, I became withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do was keep on keeping on
Like a bird that flew
We got tangled up in blue
Now I'm going back again, I've 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 carpenter's wives
We don't know how this got started, dunno what we'd do with our lives
Me, I'm still on the road, heading for another joint
We didn't always see the same, and we started from a different point
Of view
Tangled up in blue.