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Tangled Up In Blue 1 Bob Dylan © 1974, 1976 Ram's Horn Music (Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

30 Dec 1974 BLOOD ON THE TRACKS BIOGRAPH GREATEST HITS Vol. 3 THE BEST OF BOB DYLAN THE ESSENTIAL BOB DYLAN DYLAN 2007 MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS:     THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 14 #10 MAKE YOU FEEL MY LOVE:     LOVE SONGS OF BOB DYLAN MASKED AND ANONYMOUS Soundtrack

Blood on the Tracks session 6, Minneapolis MN - 30.dec.1974, album version Early one mornin' the sun was shinin' I was layin' in bed Wonderin' if she'd changed at all If her hair was still red Her folks they said that our lives together Sure was gonna be rough They never did like Mama's homemade dress Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough An' 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, getting thru 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 agreein' 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. I had a job in the great north woods Workin' as a cook for a spell But i never did like it all that much An' one day the ax just fell So i drifted down to New Orleans Where i lucky was 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've seen a lot of women But she never escaped my mind an' i just grew Tangled up in blue. She was workin' in a topless place An' i stopped in for a beer I just kept lookin' at the side of her face In the spotlight so clear An' later on when the crowd thinned out I's just about to do the same She was standin' there in back of my chair Said to me "Don't i know your name?" I muttered somethin' underneath 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. She lit a burner on the stove An' 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 An' handed it to me Written by an italian poet From the thirteenth century An' every one of them words rang true And glowed like burning coal Pourin' off of every page Like it was written in my soul from me to you Tangled up in blue. I lived with them on Montague Street In a basement down the stairs There was music in the cafés at night An' revolution in the air Then he started dealin' with slaves An' something inside of 'em died She had to sell everything she owned An' froze up inside An' 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. 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.

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Tangled Up In Blue 2

16 Sep 1974 MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS:     THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 14 #1 17 Sep 1974 MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS:     THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 14 #3 17 Sep 1974 MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS:     THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 14 #4 BLOOD ON THE TAPES #2 (T-520) MORE BLOOD ON THE TRACKS #2 19 Sep 1974 the bootleg series volumes 1-3 [rare and unreleased] 1961-1991 MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS:     THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 14 #7 BLOOD ON THE TAPES #1 (T-520) MORE BLOOD ON THE TRACKS #1 BLOOD TAKES (vinyl bootleg) 19 Sep 1974 MORE BLOOD, MORE TRACKS:     THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 14 #9

#1 Blood on the Tracks session 1, NYC - 16.sep.1974, take 1, with bass #3 Blood on the Tracks session 2, NYC - 17.sep.1974, take 2 remake, with bass and organ #4 Blood on the Tracks session 2, NYC - 17.sep.1974, take 3 remake, with bass #7 Blood on the Tracks session 4, NYC - 19.sep.1974, take 3, remake 2, TBS 1-3 version #9 Blood on the Tracks session 4, NYC - 19.sep.1974, take 3, remake 3 Five slightly different lyrics Early one mornin' the sun was shinin' He was layin' in bed Wonderin' if she changed at all If her hair was still red Her folks they said their lives together Sure was gonna be rough They never did like mama's homemade dress Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough An' he was standin' on the side of the road Rain fallin' on his shoes Headin' out for the old east coast Lord knows he's paid some dues, gettin' through Tangled up in blue. She was married when they first met Soon to be divorced He helped her out of a jam i guess But he used a little too much force And they drove that car as far as they could Abandoned it out west And [ they #7] split up on a sad dark night Both agreeing it was best An' she turned around to look at him As he was walkin' away She said "This [ can't be / ain't #7] the end We'll meet [ another #1 / on another #4,#9 / again some #3,#7] day on the avenue" Tangled up in blue. He had a job in the [ great / old #4] north woods Workin' as a cook for a spell But he never did like it all that much An' one day the ax just fell [ So / When #4] he drifted down to L.A. Where he reckoned to try his luck Workin' for a while in an airplane plant Loadin' cargo onto a truck But all the while he was alone The past was close behind He seen a lot of women But she never escaped his mind an' he just grew Tangled up in blue. She was workin' in a topless place [ And #7,#9] I stopped in for a beer I just kept lookin' at the side of her face In the spotlight so clear An' later on [ as / when #9] the crowd thinned out I's about to do the same She was standin' there in back of my chair Said to me, "What's your name?" I muttered somethin' underneath 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. She lit a burner on the stove An' offered me a pipe "Thought you'd never say hello", she said "You look like the silent type" Then she opened up a book of poems An' [ offered #1 / handed ] it to me Written by an italian poet From the thirteenth century An' every one 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. He was always in a hurry Too busy or too stoned An' everything [that #3] she ever [ did plan #1 / planned ] Just had to be postponed [ He / She #7] thought they were successful [ She / He #7] thought they were blessed With objects an' material things But i never was impressed And when it all came crashin' down I became withdrawn The only thing i knew how to do Was keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew Tangled up in blue. So now i'm goin' back again [ Got #1,#7,#9 / I got #3,#4] to get to her somehow All the people we used to know They're an illusion to me now Some are mathematicians Some are doctors' wives Don't know how it all got started Don't know what they're doin' 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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Tangled Up In Blue 3

19 Nov 1975 THE ROLLING THUNDER REVUE:     THE LIVE 1975 RECORDINGS #1 20 Nov 1975 THE ROLLING THUNDER REVUE     THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 5 LIVE 1975 #2 21 Nov 1975 THE ROLLING THUNDER REVUE:     THE LIVE 1975 RECORDINGS #2 THE ROLLING THUNDER REVUE:     THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 5 LIVE 1975 GET READY! TONIGHT BOB'S STAYING HERE WITH YOU (T-129) 4 Dec 1975 THE ROLLING THUNDER REVUE:     THE LIVE 1975 RECORDINGS #3

Rolling Thunder Revue (October-December 1975): Memorial Auditorium, Worcester MA - 19.nov.1975 Boston Music Hall, Boston MA - 21.nov.1975 evening Forum de Montréal, Montréal QU - 4.dec.1975 Early one mornin' the sun was shinin' [He/She] was layin' in bed Wonderin' if she'd changed at all If her hair was still red Their folks they said their lives together Sure was gonna be rough They never did like Mama's homemade dress Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough An' [he/i] was standin' on the side of the road Rain fallin' on [my/his] shoes Heading out for the East Coast Lord knows [i've/he's] paid some dues gettin' through Tangled up in blue. She was married when they first met Soon to be divorced He helped her out of a jam, i guess But he used a little too much force An' he drove that car as far as they could Abandoned it out west Splitting up on a dark sad night Both agreeing it was best She turned around to look at him As he was walkin' away Sayin' over his shoulder "[We'll/We gonna] meet again someday on the avenue" Tangled up in blue. He had a job in Santa Fe Working in an old hotel But he never did like it all that much An' one day just went to hell So he drifted down to New Orleans Lucky not to be destroyed Where he [got him a job/worked for a while] on a fishin' boat Dock downside Delacroix But all the while he was alone The past was close behind He's seen a lot of women But she never escaped his mind an' he just grew Tangled up in blue. She was workin' in a topless place An' i stopped in for a beer I just kept lookin' at the side of her face In the spotlight so clear An' later on [as/when] the crowd thinned out I's just about to do the same She was standin' there right beside my chair Said, "Don't tell me, let me guess your name" I muttered somethin' underneath 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. I lived with them on Montague Street In a basement down the stairs There was music in the cafés at night An' revolution in the air Then he started into dealin' with slaves An' somethin' inside of 'em died She had to sell everythin' she owned An' froze up inside An' when it all came crashing down I became withdrawn The only thing i knew how to do Was keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew Tangled up in blue. So now i'm goin' on back again I got to get to them somehow All the [people/faces] we used to know They're an illusion to me now Some are mathematicians Some are [carpenters'/truck drivers'] wives Don't know how it all got started 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.

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Tangled Up In Blue 4

2 June 1978 STOP CRYING (T-030) 4 July 1978 MY BACK PAGES (T-609) 6 July 1978 BORDER BENEATH THE SUN (T-216) 12 Oct 1978 I WAS YOUNG WHEN I LEFT HOME (T-132)

Universal Amphithetre, Los Angeles CA - 2.jul.1978 Pavillon de Paris, Paris, France - 4.jul.1978 Pavillon de Paris, Paris, France - 6.jul.1978 Maple Leaf Gardens, Toronto ON - 12.oct.1978 Early one morning the sun was shinin' An' he was layin' in bed Wonderin' if she changed at all If her hair was still red Their folks they said that their lives together Sure was gonna be rough They never did like mama's homemade dress Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough An' he was standin' on the side of the road Rain fallin' on his shoes Headin' out for the east coast Ready to pay some dues, gettin' through Tangled up in blue. She was married when they first met Soon to be divorced He helped her out of a jam i guess But he used a little too much force An' they drove that car as far as they could An' abandoned it way out west Splitting up on a sad dark night Both agreein' that it was best An' she turned around to look at him As he was walkin' away Sayin' over her shoulder "We'll meet again some day on the avenue" Tangled up in Blue. He had a job in the great north woods Workin' as a cook for a spell But he never did like it all that much An' one day the ax just fell So he drifted down to New Orleans Lucky not to be destroyed Where he got him a job on a fishin' boat Right two miles outside Delacroix But all the while he was alone The past was close behind He seen a lot of women But she never escaped his mind an' he just grew Tangled up in blue. She was workin' in topless place An' i stopped in for a beer Well i just kept lookin' at the side of her face In the spotlight so clear An' later on when the crowd thinned out I was just about to do the same She was standin' there right beside my chair Said , "Tell me, don't i know your name?" I muttered somethin' underneath my breath She studdied 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. She lit a burner on the stove An' offered me a pipe "Thought you'd never say hello", she said "You look like the silent type" Then she opened up a book of poems An' showed it to me It was written by an Italian poet From the thirteenth century An' every one of them words rang true An' glowed like burning coal Pourin' off of every page Like it was written in my soul from me to you Tangled up in blue. I lived with them on Montague Street In a basement down the stairs There was music in the cafes at night An' revolution in the air Till he started dealin' with slaves An' something inside of 'em died While she had to sell everything she owned An' froze up inside When it all came crashin' down 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. So now i'm goin' on 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 And some are truck drivers wives Well i 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.

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Tangled Up In Blue 5

19 June 1984 GENUINE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 3     The Third One Now (T-636) 7 July 1984 REAL LIVE 8 July 1984 OVER THE BROKEN GLASS (T-408)

Rome Italy - 19.jun.1984 Wembley Stadium, London England UK - 7.jul.1984 Slane Castle, Ireland - 8.jul.1984 Early one morning the sun was shinin' An' he was layin' in bed Wonderin' if she'd changed at all If her hair was still red Her folks they said that our lives together Sure was gonna be rough They never did like mama's homemade dress Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough He was standin' at the side of the road Rain fallin' on his shoes Heading out for the old east coast Radio blastin' the news straight on thru Tangled up in blue. She was married when they first met To a man four times her age He left her penniless in a state of regret It was time to bust out of the cage An' they drove that car as far as they could Abandoned it out west Splitting up on a dark sad night Both agreein' it was best She turned around to look at him As i was walkin' away Sayin' "I wish i could tell you all the things That i never learned how to say" He said "That's alright, baby, i love you too" But we were tangled up in Blue. He had a steady job an' a pretty face An' everything seemed to fit One day he could feel the waste He put it all down an' split An' he drifted down to New Orleans Where they treated him like a boy He nearly went mad in Baton Rouge He nearly drowned in Delacroix But all the while he was alone The past was close behind He had one too many lovers and None of them were too refined all except for you But you were tangled up in blue. She was workin' in the blindin' light An' i stopped in for a drink I just kept lookin' at her face so white I didn't know what to think Later on when the crowd thinned out I was gettin' ready to leave She was standin' there right beside my chair Sayin' "What's that you got up your sleeve?" I said "Nothin' baby, an' that's for sure" She leaned down into my face I could feel the heat an' the pulse of her As she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe Tangled up in blue. I lived with them on Montague Street In a basement down the stairs There was snow all winter an' no heat Revolution was in the air An' one day all of his slaves ran free Something inside of him died The only thing i could do was be me An' get on the train an' ride An' when it all came crashin' down I was already south I didn't know whether the world was flat or round I had the worst taste in my mouth that i ever knew Tangled up in blue. So now i'm goin' on back again Maybe tomorrow or maybe next year I gotta find someone among the women an' men Whose destiny is unclear Some are masters of illusion Some are ministers of the trade All of the strong delusion All of their bed are unmade Me i'm still headin' towards the sun Tryin' to stay out of the joint We always did love the very same one We just saw her from a different point of view Tangled up in blue.