Grateful Dead Follow

You must leave, now take what you need you think will last
Whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
He's crying like a fire in the sun

Look out, all those saints are coming through
And it's all over now, baby blue
And it's all over now, baby blue

The highway is for gamblers, you 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 carpet too is moving under you
And it's all over now, baby blue

All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home
Your empty-handed armies are all going home
Your lover just walked out your door
He's taken all his blankets from your floor

The sky too is moving over you
And it's all over now, baby blue

Leave your stepping stones behind, there's something calls for you
Forget about 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
And it's all over now, baby blue
And it's all over now, baby blue