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The Byrds It's All Over Now Baby Blue written by Bob Dylan
The Never Before  LP Version

*   Dylan's version would be G#7



                                                    
You better go now, take what you want you think will last
                                                      
But if there something you wish to keep better grab it fast
                               
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
                      
Crying like a fire in the sun
 *                           
Look out the saints are coming 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.
    *                       
The sky, too, is folding under you
                           
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

SOLO

                                        
All your seasick sailors, they are going home.
                                          
Your empty handed armies, they're are going home.
                                
Your lover who just walked out your door
                                
Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
                              
The carpet, too, is moving under you
                           
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
                           
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.


>From The Never Before  CD


The Byrds It's All Over Now Baby Blue written by Bob Dylan
Easy Rider Version


                                                    
You better leave , take what you need you think will last
                                                         
But if there something 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 coming through
                                 
And it's all over now   it's all over now
                                   
It's all over now,  Baby Blue.
                                               
The highway is for gamblers, you 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.
                             
The sky, too, is folding under you
                                 
And it's all over now   it's all over now
                                    
It's all over now,  Baby Blue.
                                       
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
                                          
All Your reindeer armies, they're are going home.
                                 
Your lover who just walked out the door
                                  
Has taken all your blankets from the floor.
                               
The carpet, too, is moving under you
                                 
And it's all over now   it's all over now^?
                                       
It's all over now,  Baby Blue.


>From The Ballad Of Easy Rider LP