It's All Over Now, Baby Blue

Written by Bob Dylan. This is The Byrds version. 



E 

B                                         A           E 
You better go now, take what you want you think will last 
             B                           A              E 
But if there something you wish to keep better grab it fast 
F#m                A               E 
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun 
F#m           A           E 
Crying like a fire in the sun 
C#m *                           F#m 
Look out the saints are coming through 
                  A         E 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
    B                               A        E 
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. 
B                                A       E 
Take what you have gathered from coincidence. 
    F#m          A                 E 
The empty-handed painter from your streets 
    F#m          A                E 
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. 
   C#m *                       F#m 
The sky, too, is folding under you 
                  A         E 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 

SOLO 

B                                  A      E 
All your seasick sailors, they are going home. 
B                                     A     E 
Your empty handed armies, they're are going home. 
     F#m             A              E 
Your lover who just walked out your door 
     F#m          A                 E 
Has taken all his blankets from the floor. 
    C#m                          F#m 
The carpet, too, is moving under you 
                  A         E 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 
                  A         E 
And it's all over now, Baby Blue. 


>From The Never Before  CD 


The Byrds It's All Over Now Baby Blue written by Bob Dylan 
Easy Rider Version 


D                                         C           G 
You better leave , take what you need you think will last 
             D                                     C       G 
But if there something you wish to keep you better grab it fast 
Am                 C               G 
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun 
Am            C            G 
Crying like a fire in the sun 
Em                             D 
Look out the saints are coming through 
    Am             C     Am           D 
And it's all over now   it's all over now 
Am            C     D     G     C     G   C 
It's all over now,  Baby Blue. 
    D                                   C        G 
The highway is for gamblers, you better use your sense. 
D                                C       G 
Take what you have gathered from coincidence. 
    Am           C                 G 
The empty-handed painter from your streets 
    Am           C                G 
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. 
Em                             D 
The sky, too, is folding under you 
    Am             C     Am           D 
And it's all over now   it's all over now 
Am            C     D      G     C     G   C 
It's all over now,  Baby Blue. 
D                                  C     G 
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. 
D                                     C     G 
All Your reindeer armies, they're are going home. 
     Am         C                   G 
Your lover who just walked out the door 
     Am            C                 G 
Has taken all your blankets from the floor. 
    Em                           D 
The carpet, too, is moving under you 
    Am             C     Am           D 
And it's all over now   it's all over now^? 
Am            C     D      G     C     G   C   G 
It's all over now,  Baby Blue.