Highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
Take what you have gathered, from coincidence.
Yonder, stands your orphan with his gun.
Crying like a fire in the sun.
Look out, the saints are coming through.
And it's all over now, baby blue.
You must leave now, take what you need, what you think
Will last.
And whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast.
The empty handed painter from your streets.
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
Look out, the sky is falling through.
And it's all over now, baby blue.
Look at me, the sky is falling through.
And it's all over now, baby blue.
Leave your stepping stones behind.
Something calls for you.
Forget about the death you left, it will not follow you.
The lover, who has just walked out your door.
Has taken all his blankets from your floor.
Strike another go, go, go start anew.
And it's all over now, baby blue.
Baby blue.
Baby blue.