It’s All Over Now, Baby Blue (No Mix) Songtext / Lyric

Hey, Joe you got it

Right, blow horn



You must leave now

Take what you need, you think will last

But whatever you wish to keep

You, you better grab it fast



You understands

Your orphan with his gun

And that's no fun

Crying

Like a fire in the sun



So, so look out, babe

The saints are comin' through

Oba, was vorbei is

Is vorbei, baby blue






The highway is for gamblers

You better use your sins

Take whatever you gathered

Take whatever you gathered

From your coincidence



The empty handed painter

From your streets

Is drawing crazy patters

On his sheets



And babe, the sky too

Is folding over you

Oba trotzdem, was vorbei is

Is vorbei, baby blue



Und vergi nicht deine

High heels, deine high heels

Deine heien, roten schuh'

Baby blue



Leave your stepping stones behind

There's something that calls for you

Forget the dead you've left

They will not follow you



Your lover who has just walked

Out the door

He has taken all his blankets

From the floor, Jesus



Look out, babe

The saints are comin' through

Oba, was vorbei is

Is vorbei, baby blue



Go, strike another match, go, go

Get, start something new

Start something new

Oba, was vorbei is

Is vorbei, baby blue



Still lovin', baby

Und wenns'd mi hearst

Dann wat eh wen I man, okay

There's a couple of drinks more, please