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作词 : Dylan |
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Early one morning the sun was shining |
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I was laying in bed |
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Wond'ring if she'd changed it all |
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If her hair was still red |
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Her folks they said our lives together |
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Sure was gonna be rough |
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They never did like Mama's homemade dress |
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Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough |
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And I was standing on the side of the road |
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Rain falling on my shoes |
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Heading out for the East Coast |
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Lord knows I've paid some dues getting through |
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Tangled up in blue. |
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She was married when we first met |
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Soon to be divorced |
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I helped her out of a jam I guess |
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But I used a little too much force |
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We drove that car as far as we could |
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Abandoned it out West |
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Split it up on a dark sad night |
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Both agreeing it was best |
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She turned around to look at me |
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As I was walking away |
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I heard her say over my shoulder |
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"We'll meet again someday on the avenue" |
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Tangled up in blue. |
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I had a job in the great north woods |
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Working as a cook for a spell |
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But I never did like it all that much |
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And one day the ax just fell |
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So I drifted down to New Orleans |
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Where I happened to be employed |
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Working for a while on a fishing boat |
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Right outside of Delacroix |
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But all the while I was alone |
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The past was close behind |
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I seen a lot of women |
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But she never escaped my mind and I just grew |
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Tangled up in blue. |
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She was working in a topless place |
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And I stopped in for a beer |
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I just kept looking at her side of her face |
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In the spotlight so clear |
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And later on as the crowd thinned out |
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I was just about to do the same |
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She was standing there in back of my chair |
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Said to me "Don't I know your name?" |
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I muttered something underneath my breath |
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She studied the lines on my face |
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I must admit I felt a little uneasy |
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When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe |
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Tangled up in blue. |
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She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe |
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"I thought you'd never say hello" she said |
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"You look like the silent type" |
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Then she opened up a book of poems |
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And handed it to me |
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Written by an Italian poet |
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From the fifteenth century |
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And every one of them words rang true |
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And glowed like burning coal |
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Pouring off of every page |
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Like it was written in my soul from me to you |
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Tangled up in blue |
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I lived with them on Montague Street |
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In a basement down the stairs |
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There was music in the café at night |
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And revolution in the air |
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Then he started into dealing with slaves |
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And something inside of him died |
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She had to sell everything she owned |
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And froze up inside |
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And when finally the bottom fell out |
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I became withdrawn |
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The only thing I knew how to do |
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Was to keep on keeping on like a bird that flew |
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Tangled up in blue. |
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So now I'm going back again |
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I got to get her somehow |
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All the people we used to know |
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They're an illusion to me now |
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Some are mathematicians |
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Some are carpenter's wives |
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Don't know how it all got started |
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I don't what they're doing with their lives |
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But me I'm still on the road |
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Heading for another joint |
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We always did feel the same |
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We just saw it from a different point of view |
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Tangled up in Blue. |
