It's All Over Now, Baby Blue Albums Gigs Lyrics

Details

Author
Bob Dylan
Original Band
Bob Dylan

Albums

Title Artist Label Type Year
Rob, Bob & Albert Robyn Hitchcock Unauthorized 1996
Beautiful Queen Robyn Hitchcock Warner Brothers Promo 1997
Robyn Sings Robyn Hitchcock Oak Tree Authorized 2002
Acoustic Café Robyn Hitchcock Acoustic Café Radio Show 2004

Gigs

Billed As Venue City State Country Date
Robyn Hitchcock Paradise Lounge San Francisco California US October 09, 1989
Robyn Hitchcock Borderline London England UK May 25, 1996
Robyn Hitchcock Bottom Line New York New York US April 12, 2002
Robyn Hitchcock Largo Los Angeles California US April 30, 2002
Robyn Hitchcock Criminal Records Atlanta Georgia US April 07, 2002
Robyn Hitchcock Crocodile Café Seattle Washington US April 21, 2002
Grant Lee Phillips Highbury Garage London England UK January 24, 2002
Robyn Hitchcock Schuba's Chicago Illinois US April 01, 2005
Joe Boyd w/ Robyn Hitchcock World Café Live Philadelphia Pennsylvania US March 14, 2011
Joe Boyd w/ Robyn Hitchcock The Basement Sydney New South Wales Australia November 09, 2011
Joe Boyd w/ Robyn Hitchcock Le Poisson Rouge New York New York US March 11, 2011

Lyrics

You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last.
But whatever 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 comin' 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.
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
All your reindeer armies, are all going home.
The 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.

Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you.
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
The vagabond who's rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
Strike another match, go start anew
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.