Farewell Angelina the bells of the crown
Are being stolen by bandits I must follow the sound
The triangle tingles and the trumpets play slow
farewell Angelina the sky is on fire and I must go
There’s no need for anger there’s no need for blame
There’s nothing to prove everything’s still the same
Just a table standing empty by the edge of the sea
Means farewell Angelina the sky is a-trembling and I must leave
Now the jacks and the queens have forsaked the courtyard
And fifty-two gypsies now file past the guards
In the space where the deuce and the ace once ran wild
Farewell Angelina the sky is a-folding I’ll see you in a while
See the cross-eyed pirates sittin’ perched in the sun
Shooting tin cans with a sawed-off shotgun
And the neighbors they clap and they cheer with each blast
Farewell Angelina the sky’s changing colors and I must leave fast
King Kong little elves on the rooftops they dance
Valentino type tangos while the makeup man’s hands
Shut the eyes of the dead not to embarrass anyone
But farewell Angelina the sky is embarrassed and I must be gone
The machine guns are roarin’ the puppets heave rocks
The fiends they nail time bombs to the hands of the clocks
Call me any name you like I will never deny it
Farewell Angelina the sky is erupting and I must go where it’s quiet
[1] Farewell Angelina the [4] bells of the [1] crown
Are being stolen by bandits I must [4] follow the [1] sound
The triangle tingles and the [4] trumpets play [5] slow
[6m] farewell [3m] Angelina the [6m] sky is on [3m] fire [4] and I must [1] go
There’s no need for anger there’s no need for blame
There’s nothing to prove everything’s still the same
Just a table standing empty by the edge of the sea
Means farewell Angelina the sky is a-trembling and I must leave
Now the jacks and the queens have forsaked the courtyard
And fifty-two gypsies now file past the guards
In the space where the deuce and the ace once ran wild
Farewell Angelina the sky is a-folding I’ll see you in a while
See the cross-eyed pirates sittin’ perched in the sun
Shooting tin cans with a sawed-off shotgun
And the neighbors they clap and they cheer with each blast
Farewell Angelina the sky’s changing colors and I must leave fast
King Kong little elves on the rooftops they dance
Valentino type tangos while the makeup man’s hands
Shut the eyes of the dead not to embarrass anyone
But farewell Angelina the sky is embarrassed and I must be gone
The machine guns are roarin’ the puppets heave rocks
The fiends they nail time bombs to the hands of the clocks
Call me any name you like I will never deny it
Farewell Angelina the sky is erupting and I must go where it’s quiet
| Songwriter(s): |
|---|
Bob Dylan |
| Band/Artist: |
|---|
Tim O’Brien |
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