Lyrics:

You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last**lf**But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast**lf**Yonder stands your orphan with his gun**lf**Crying like a fire in the sun**lf**Look out the saints are comin'' through**lf**And it''s all over now, baby blue**lf****lf**The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense**lf**Take what you have gathered from coincidence**lf**The empty-handed painter from your streets**lf**Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets**lf**This sky, too, is folding under you**lf**And it''s all over now, baby blue**lf****lf**All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home**lf**All your reindeer armies, are all going home**lf**The lover who just walked out your door**lf**Has taken all his blankets from the floor**lf**The carpet, too, is moving under you**lf**And it''s all over now, baby blue**lf****lf**Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you**lf**Forget the dead you''ve left, they will not follow you**lf**The vagabond who''s rapping at your door**lf**Is standing in the clothes that you once wore**lf**Strike another match, go start anew**lf**And it''s all over now, baby blue