Lyrics:

You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
Yeah, yonder stands your orphan with his gun
He's cryin' like a fire in the sun
And look out now, the saints are comin' through
And it's all over now, Baby Blue

Ah, the highway is for gamblers, better use your sense
Take what you have gathered from coincidence
And the empty-handed painter from your street
Is drawin' crazy patterns on your sheets
Oh, the sky, too, is foldin' under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue


Ah, leave your steppin' stones behind you, someone calls for you
Forget the dead you've left, they cannot follow you
Yeah, the vagabond who's rappin' at your door
Is standin' in the clothes that you once wore
So strike another match, we'll start anew
And it's all over now, Baby Blue