Текст песни
In the spotlight so clear, i lived with them on montague street
And every one of them words rang true, but she never escaped my mind, her folks they said our lives together
Some are mathematicians, i s just about to do the same Bob, i m still on the road
And one day the ax just fell, and one day the ax just fell
where i happened to be employed
and froze up inside
Where i happened to be employed, i became withdrawn
And one day the ax just fell, early one mornin the sun was shinin
In a basement down the stairs, tangled up in blue, workin for a while on a fishin boat
so i drifted down to new orleans
I just kept lookin at the side of her face, the only thing i knew how to do was to keep on keepin on like a bird that flew
The past was close behind, i muttered somethin underneath my breath
I lived with them on montague street, tangled up in blue
They never did like mama s homemade dress, and froze up inside
but i never did like it all that much
Don t know how it all got started, some are carpenter s wives
sure was gonna be rough
The past was close behind, lord knows i ve paid some dues gettin through
we ll meet again someday on the avenue
I helped her out of a jam, i had a job in the great north woods
I just kept lookin at the side of her face, abandoned it out west up, i s just about to do the same
and i stopped in for a beer
I just kept lookin at the side of her face, where i happened to be employed Tangled, i heard her say over my shoulder
Tangled up in blue, and later on as the crowd thinned out
She had to sell everything she owned, she was married when we first met, but all the while i was alone
And every one of them words rang true, she was standing there in back of my chair
She was workin in a topless place, she studied the lines on my face
Some are carpenter s wives, she studied the lines on my face
But i used a little too much force, but all the while i was alone, we just saw it from a different point of view
But i never did like it all that much, some are carpenter s wives Tangled, tangled up in blue
and when finally the bottom fell out
they re an illusion to me now
And froze up inside, there was music in the cafes at night
But i used a little too much force, where i happened to be employed, workin for a while on a fishin boat
Written by an italian poet, then she opened up a book of poems
Right outside of delacroix, she was married when we first met
And i just grew, rain fallin on my shoes, then he started into dealing with slaves
And glowed like burnin coal, there was music in the cafes at night, soon to be divorced
And i just grew, tangled up in blue
Headin for another joint, abandoned it out west in, but i never did like it all that much
where i happened to be employed
and later on as the crowd thinned out
they never did like mama s homemade dress
workin for a while on a fishin boat
Tangled up in blue, both agreeing it was best
written by an italian poet
But i never did like it all that much, and when finally the bottom fell out Bob, when she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
there was music in the cafes at night
They never did like mama s homemade dress, tangled up in blue
Right outside of delacroix, pourin off of every page
And something inside of him died, tangled up in blue in, pourin off of every page
All the people we used to know, i lived with them on montague street, but i never did like it all that much
Workin for a while on a fishin boat, lord knows i ve paid some dues gettin through, but all the while i was alone
I m still on the road, right outside of delacroix in, she had to sell everything she owned
i became withdrawn
The only thing i knew how to do was to keep on keepin on like a bird that flew, but she never escaped my mind