Tangled up in Blue Bob Dylan

Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'

I was layin' in bed

Wondrin' if she'd changed at all

If her hair was still red

Her folks they said our lives together

Sure was gonna be rough

They never did like

Mama's homemade dress

Papa's bank book wasn't big enough

And 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

Gettin' through

Tangled up in blue

He wonders about a girl that he once knew and decides he needs to leave the place he's in because he wasn't good enough

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 agreeing it was best

She turned around to look at me

As I was walkin' away

I heard her say over my shoulder

We'll meet again some day

On the avenue

Tangled up in blue

Even though they wanted to be together they had rushed into it after her divorce and they couldn't make it work

I had a job in the great north woods

Working as a cook for a spell

But I never did like it all that much

And one day the axe just fell

So I drifted down to New Orleans

Where I was looking for 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

And I just grew

Tangled up in blue

Even though he was still traveling and moving on, no one could ever compare to this girl

She was workin' in a topless place

And I stopped in for a beer

I just kept lookin' at the side of her face

In the spotlight so clear

And later on as the crowd thinned out

I's just about to do the same

She was standing there in back of my chair

Said to me, Don't I know your name?

I muttered somethin' under my breath

She studied 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

They see each other again and she doesn't recognize him but he recognized her

She lit a burner on the stove

And 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

And handed it to me

Written by an Italian poet

From the thirteenth century

And everyone of them words rang true

And glowed like burnin' coal

Pourin' off of every page

Like it was written in my soul

From me to you

Tangled up in blue

she gives him a book that relates to everything he's been feeling

I lived with them on Montague Street

In a basement down the stairs

There was music in the cafes at night

And revolution in the air

Then he started into dealing with slaves

And something inside of him died

She had to sell everything she owned

And froze up inside

And 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

Things didn't work out the way they wanted them to and they couldn't make it work because they had nothing left

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

He chose to look for her again because no one else mattered, even though they had different opinions he wanted it to work

He uses repetition saying "tangled up in blue" at the end of each stanza, imagery to show us everything he's felt, and again with the line "tangled up in blue" it's a symbol for the girl that he once knew.

Bob Dylan said about this song that it took 10 years to live and 2 years to write. He wrote it after a divorce from his wife. It was a love song unlike his usual protest songs

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