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Date: Wed, 10 Jan 1996 10:22:48 -0500
From: "Jeffrey J. Gray" 

#converted to chordpro by Jeff Gray (jeff@che.utexas.edu)
{t:Tangled Up In 
Blue} {st:Bob Dylan}

[A]     [Asus4] [Asus2]     [A]     [Asus4] [Asus2]
[A]Early one morning the sun[G] was shinin'
[A]I was layin' in be[G]d.
[A]Wondering if she'd chan[G]ged at all
If her [D]hair was still red.
[A]Her folks they said that our live[G]s together,
[A]Sure was gonna be roug[G]h.
They [A]never did like Mama's [G]home-made dress,
Papa's b[A]ank book wasn't big enough.
And [E]I was standing on the [F#m]side of the road,
[A]Rain falling on my sho[D]es.
[E]Heading out for the old east[F#m] coast,
Lord kn[A]ows I've paid some d[D]ues,
Getting throug[E]h,
[G]Tangled [D]up in blu[A]e.[Asus4][Asus2][A][Asus4][Asus2]


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 sad dark night
Both agreeing it was best
She turned around to look at me
As I was walking away
I heard her say over her 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 lucky 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
I seen alot of women
But she never escaped my mind
And I just grew
Tangled up in blue

{np}
She was working in topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept looking at the side of her face In the spotlight so clear And later on when the crowd thinned out I was 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 something undernaeth my breath She studdied 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 open up a book of poems And handed it to me Written by an Italian poet >From the thirteenth century And every one of them words rang true And glowed like burning 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 dealing in slaves And something inside of died She had to sell everything she owned And froze up inside. And when the bottom finally feel out I became withdrawn The only thing I knew how to do Was to keep on keeping on Like a bird that flew Tangled up in blue So now I'm going on back again I got to get to her some how All the people we used to know They're an illusion to me now Some are mathematicians Some are carpenters wives Don'ty know how it all got started I don't know what they're doing 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.








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