Early one morning the sun was shining I was laying in bed
Wondering if she'd change at all If her hair was still red
Her fucks said our lives together Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like when we was homemade dressed On purpose,
banquet wasn't big enough
I was standing at the side of the road The rain falling on my shoes
Heading up for the East Coast I know our pace of dues getting through
Tangled up in blue
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 And abandoned it out west
Split up on the docks at night For the green it was best
Turned around and looked to me As I was broken awake
I heard her say over my shoulder We'll
meet again someday on the avenues
And I had a job in the grapevine woods Working as a cook for a spare
But I never did like it all that much And one day the axe just fell
So I drifted down to New Orleans Always looking up to being broke
Working for a man on a fishing boat Right out of Delacorte
I know I was alone The past was close behind
I was with a woman
But she never escaped my mind
And I just grew Tangled up in blue
She was working in a topless place And I stopped in for a beer
Couldn't stop looking at the side of
her face In the spotlight so clear
But when the crowd turned out I was about to do the same
She came up behind me on the back of my chair Said,
tell me,
don't I know your name?
I wanted something underneath my
breath She studied the lines on my face
Must have been a better man than I needed
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
She lit the 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 poets And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet in the 13th century
And every one of them words rang true
I was caught in a trap, locked by the cold
Pouring out of every page like it was raining in my soul
Made you Tangled up in blue
I lived within
Montague Street In a basement down the stairs
Music and cafes at night A revolution in the air
But he got into dealing with slaves Something inside of him died
She had to sell everything she owned Just froze up inside
And then when the butter fell out And I became a witch
The only thing I knew how to do Was to keep on keeping up
Like a bird that flew Tangled up in blue
Oh,
and now I'm going back again I've got to get to her somehow
And all the people we knew back then They're in a gym to me now
Some were
mathematicians
Some were carpenter's wives
Don't know how it all got started I
don't know what they're doing in life
Me,
I'm still on the road Looking for another job
We always did feel the same Just only from a different point of view