you must leave now take what you need you think will last but whatever you wish to keep you better grab it fast yeah yonder stands your orphan with his gun he s cryin like a fire in the sun and look out now the saints are comin through and it s all over now baby blue ah the highway is for gamblers better use your sense take what you have gathered from coincidence and the empty handed painter from your street is drawin crazy patterns on your sheets oh the sky too is foldin under you and it s all over now baby blue ah leave your steppin stones behind you someone calls for you forget the dead you ve left they cannot follow you yeah the vagabond who s rappin at your door is standin in the clothes that you once wore so strike another match we ll start anew and it s all over now baby blue