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[ti:it's all over now, baby blue] |
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[ar:the byrds] |
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[al:original singles a's & b's 1965 - 1971] |
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[offset:-100] |
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You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last |
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But if there is something you wish to keep, you better grab it fast |
| [00:26.87] |
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun |
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Crying like a fire in the sun |
| [00:52.15] |
Look out the saints are comin' through |
| [01:04.39][02:32.06][03:59.24] |
And it's all over now, baby blue |
| [01:29.35] |
The highway is for gamblers, you better use your sense |
| [01:42.40] |
Take what you have gathered from coincidence |
| [01:54.72] |
The empty-handed painter from your streets |
| [02:07.11] |
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets |
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This sky, too, is folding under you |
| [02:57.54] |
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home |
| [03:09.79] |
All your reindeer armies, are all going home |
| [03:22.06] |
The lover who just walked out your door |
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Has taken all your blankets from the floor |
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The carpet, too, is moving under you |
