You must leave now, take what you need
You think will last
But whatever you wish to keep
You'd better grab it fastYonder stands your orphan with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun
Look out the saints are coming through
And it's all over now, baby blueThe highway is for gamblers
Better use your sense
Take what you have gathered
From coincidenceThe 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 blueAll your seasick sailors
They are rowing home
Your empty-handed armies
Are all going homeThe 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 blueLeave your stepping stones behind you
Something calls for you
Forget the dead you've left
They will not follow youThe vagabond who's rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore
Strike another match, go start a-new
And it's all over now, baby blue