From: Jason M. Ralph The chords and lyrics posted before are right. But Dylan's genious Really comes through in his live versions of this song, when he Completely changed the lyrics. These are the lyrics to the version on The Real Live album: Early one morning, the sun was shining. He was laying in bed. Wondering if she changed at all, If her hair was still red. Her folks they said that thier lives together Sure was gonna be rough. They never did like mama's homemade dress, Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough. And he was standing on the side of the road Rain falling on his shoes, Heading out for the lone east coast, Radio blasting the news Straight on through Tangled up in blue. She was married when they first met, To a man 4 times her age. He left her penniless, in the state of regret, It was time to break out of the cage. They drove that car as far as they could, Abandoned it out west. Splitting up on a dark, sad night, Both agreeing that it was best. And she turned around to look at him As he was walking away. She said I wish I could tell you all the things That I never learned how to say. He said thats alright babe I love you too, But we were tangled up in blue. He had a steady job and a pretty face, And everything seemed to fit. One day he could just feel the waste, He put it all down and split. And he headed down to New Orleans, Where they treated him like a boy. He nearly went mad in Baton Rouge, He nearly drowned in Delacroix(sp). And all the time he was alone, The past was close behind. He had one too many lovers then, And none of them were too refined, All except for you, But you were tangled up in blue. She was working in the blinding light, And I stopped in for a drink. I just kept looking at her face so white, I didn't know what to think. Later on as the crowd thinned out, I was getting ready to leave. She was standing there, beside my chair, Saying Whats that you got up your sleeve? I said nothing baby, and thats for sure She leaned down into my face. I could feel the heat and the pulse of her As she bent down to tie the lases Of my shoe, Tangled up in blue. I lived with him on Montague street In a basement down the stairs. There was snow all winter and no heat, Revolution was in the air. Then one day all his slaves ran free, Something inside of him died. The only thing I could do was be me, And get on that train and ride. And it all came crashing down, I was already south. I didn't know whether the world was flat or round, I had the worst tast in my mouth, That I ever knew, Tangled up in blue. Now I'm going back again, Maybe tommorow, maybe next year. I've got to find someone among the women and men Whose destiny is unclear. Some are ministers of illusion, Some are masters of the trade. All under strong delusion, All of thier beds are unmade. Me I'm heading toward the sun, Trying 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.