Lyrics:

Farewell, Angelina
(Words and Music by Bob Dylan)
1965, 1966 Warner Bros. Music Inc

Farewell Angelina
The bells of the crown
Are being stolen by bandits
I must follow the sound

The triangle tingles
The music play slow
But farewell Angelina
The night it is on fire
And I must go.

There is no use in talkin'
An' there's no need for blame
There is nothin' to prove
Everything still is the same

A table stands empty
By the edge of the stream
But farewell Angelina
The sky's changin' colors
And I must leave.

The jacks an' the queens
Have forsaked the courtyard
Fifty-two gypsies
Now file past the guards

In the space where the deuce
An' the ace once ran wild
Farewell Angelina
The sky is foldin'
I'll see you after a while.

See the cross-eyed pirates sit
Perched in the sun
Shootin' tin cans
With a sawed-off shotgun

An' the corporals an' neighbors
Clap an' cheer with each blast
But farewell Angelina
The sky it is tremblin'
An' I must leave fast.

King Kong little elves
On the roof top they dance
Valentino type tangos
While the hero's clean hands

Shut the eyes of the dead
Not to embarrass anyone
Farewell Angelina
The sky 's floodin' over
And I must be gone.

The camouflaged parrot
He flutters from fear
When something he doesn't know about
Suddenly appears

What cannot be imitated perfect must die
Farewell Angelina
The sky 's floodin' over
An' I must go where it is dry.

Machine guns are roarin'
Puppets heave rocks
At misunderstood visions
An' at the faces of clocks

Call any name you like
I will never deny it
But farewell Angelina
The sky is eruptin'
An' I must go where it is quiet