Testo Tangled Up In Blue - Bob Dylan
Testo della canzone Tangled Up In Blue (Bob Dylan), tratta dall'album Playlist: The Very Best Of Bob Dylan: 1970's
Early one morning the sun was shining, I was laying in bed
Wondering 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 bankbook wasn't big enough
And I was standing on the side of the road, rain falling on my shoes
Heading out for the East Coast
Lord knows I paid some 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, abandoned it out West
Split up on a dark sad night, both agreeing it was best
And she turned around to look at me as I was walking away
I heard her say over my shoulder, "We'll meet again someday on the avenue"
Tangled up in blue
I had a job in the great Northwoods, working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much and one day the ax just fell
So I drifted down to New Orleans where I luckily was employed
Working for a while on a fishing 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
She was working in a topless place and I stopped in for a beer
I just kept looking at the side of her face in the spotlight so clear
And later on when the crowd thinned out, I was just about to do the same
She was standing there in back of my chair
I said, "Tell me, don't I know your name?"
I muttered something underneath my breath
She studied the lines on my face
I must admit, felt a little uneasy when she bent down to tie the laces of my shoes
Tangled up in blue
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
"I thought you'd never say hello", she said
"You look like a silent type"
Then she opened up a book of poems and handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet from the 13th century
And every one of them words rang true and glowed like burning coal
Pouring off of every page like it was written in my soul
From me to you
Tangled up in blue
I lived with him on Montague Street, 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 it finally, the bottom fell out, I became withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do was to keep on keeping on
Like a bird that flew
Tangled up in blue
So now I'm going 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 doing with their lives
But me, I'm still on the road, heading for another joint
We always did feel the same
We just saw it from a different point of view
Tangled up in blue
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