Tangled Up In Blue - Bob Dylan
    Early one morning the sun was shinin'
    I was layin' in bed
    Wonderin' if she'd changed at all
    If her hair was still red
    Her folks they said that our lives together
    Sure was gonna be rough
    They never did like mama's home-made dress
    Papa's bank book wasn't big enough
    An' i was standin' on the side of the road
    Rain fallin' on my shoes
    Heading out for the east coast
    Lord knows i've paid some dues
    Getting thru
    Tangled up in blue.

    She was married when we first met
    Soon to be divorced
    I helped her out of a jam i guess
    But i used a little too much force
    We drove that car as far as we could
    Abandoned it out west
    Split up on a dark sad night
    Both agreein' it was best
    She turned around to look at me
    As i was walkin' away
    I heard her say over her shoulder
    ``We'll meet again some day
    On the avenue
    Tangled up in Blue''.

    I had a job in the great north woods
    Workin' as a cook for a spell
    But i never did like it all that  much
    An' one day the axe just fell
    So i drifted down to New Orleans
    Where i's lucky to be employed
    Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat
    Right outside of Delacroix
    But all the while i was alone
    The past was close behind
    I seen a lot of women
    But she never escaped my mind
    An' i just grew
    Tangled up in blue.

    She was workin' in topless place
    An' i stopped in for a beer
    I just kept lookin' at the side of her face
    In the spotlight so clear
    An' later on when the crowd thinned out
    I's just about to do the same
    She was standin' there in back of my chair
    Said to me ``Don't i know your name?''
    I muttered somethin' underneath my breath
    She studdied the lines on my face
    I must admit i felt a little uneasy
    When she bent down to tie the laces
    Of my shoe
    Tangled up in blue.

    She lit a burner on the stove
    An' offered me a pipe
    ``I thought you'd never say hello'', she said
    ``You look like the silent type''
    Then she opened up a book of poems 
    An' handed it to me
    Written by an Italian poet
    From the thirteenth century
    An' every one of them words rang true
    An' glowed like burning coal
    Pourin' off of every page
    Like it was written in my soul
    From me to you
    Tangled up in blue.

    I lived with them on Montague Street
    In a basement down the stairs
    There was music in the cafes at night
    An' revolution in the air
    Then he started dealin' with slaves
    An' something inside of 'em died
    She had to sell everything she owned
    An' froze up inside
    An' when finally the bottom fell out
    I became withdrawn
    The only thing i knew how to do
    Was to keep on keepin' on
    Like a bird that flew
    Tangled up in blue.

    So now i'm goin' back again
    I got to get to her somehow
    All the people we used to know
    They're an illusion to me now
    Some are mathematicians
    Some are carpenters wives
    Don't know how it all got started

    I don't know what they're doin' with their lives
    But me i'm still on the road
    Headin' for another joint
    We always did feel the same
    We just saw it from a different point
    Of view
    Tangled up in blue


    Marco Giunco
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