Tangled Up In Blue (2 вариант)

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Early one morning the sun was shinin‘ 
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I was layin‘ in bed. 
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Wondering if she‘d changed at all 
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If her hair was still red. 
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Her folks they said that our lives together, 
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Sure was gonna be rough. 
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They never did like Mama‘s home-made dress, 
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Papa‘s bank book wasn‘t big enough. 
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And I was standing on the side of the road, 
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Rain falling on my shoes. 
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Heading out for the old east coast, 
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Lord knows I‘ve paid some dues, 
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Getting through, 
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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 
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 
 
 
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.