Letras
You must leave now
Take what you need, you think will last
But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan, with his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun
So, so look out baby the saints are comin' through
Aber was vorbei ist, ist vorbei, baby blue
The highway is for gamblers, you better use your sins
Take whatever you've got, take what you have gathered from coincidence
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets
And with the sky too, is folding over you, alright
Aber trotzdem, was vorbei ist, ist vorbei, baby blue
Und vergiss nicht deine High Heels
Deine High Heels, deine heißen, roten Schuh', baby blue
Leave your steppin' stones behind, there's something that calls for you
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you
Your lover who has just walked out the door
He has taken all his blankets from the floor, Jesus
Look out baby the saints are comin' through
Aber was vorbei ist, ist vorbei, baby blue
Go strike another match, go girl get start something new, start something new
Aber was vorbei ist, ist vorbei, baby blue
Get us a couple of drinks more please