It's All over Now, Baby Blue - Live at Montreal Forum, Montreal, Quebec - December 1975

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