Tangled Up In Blue
Bob Dylan＀ Lyrics


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Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'
I was layin' in bed
Wondrin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like
Mama's homemade dress
Papa's bank book wasn't big enough
And I was standin' on the side of the road
Rain fallin' on my shoes
Heading out for the east coast
Lord knows I've paid some dues
Gettin' through
Tangled up in blue

She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam I guess
But I used a little too much force
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out west
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best
She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin' away
I heard her say over my shoulder
We'll meet again some day
On the avenue
Tangled up in blue

I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the axe just fell
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I was looking for to be employed
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat
Right outside of Delacroix
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind
And I just grew
Tangled up in blue

She was workin' in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear
And later on as the crowd thinned out
I's just about to do the same
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, Don't I know your name?
I muttered somethin' under my breath
She studied the lines on my face
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces
Of my shoe
Tangled up in blue

She lit a burner on the stove
And offered me a pipe
I thought you'd never say hello, she said
You look like the silent type
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century
And everyone of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin' coal
Pourin' off of every page
Like it was written in my soul
From me to you
Tangled up in blue

I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs
There was music in the cafés at night
And revolution in the air
Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on
Like a bird that flew
Tangled up in blue

So now I'm goin' back again
I got to get to her somehow
All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me now
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenters' wives
Don't know how it all got started
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives
But me, I'm still on the road
Headin' for another joint
We always did feel the same




We just saw it from a different point of view
Tangled up in blue

Overall Meaning

In Bob Dylan’s Tangled Up in Blue, he depicts the story of his personal life through four different narrators, all involved in different ways with one woman. The song takes us through Dylan’s various experiences with this woman, from her changing hair color to the disapproval of her family to her failed marriage and working at a topless bar. The lyrics highlight the complexities involved in romantic relationships, and how even when things don’t work out, the emotions and memories stay with us.


The first stanza finds the singer reflecting on his past relationship with the woman, wondering if she has changed since they separated. The second stanza introduces a new character—the woman’s husband—and reveals that the singer helped her out of a difficult situation, but used “a little too much force.” In the third stanza, the singer takes a job in the woods, but eventually drifts down to New Orleans. Throughout his travels, the past is always present in his mind—particularly memories of the woman he can’t seem to forget. In the final stanza, the singer plans to return to the woman once again.


Many people believe that the song is autobiographical, and that the various narrators are different versions of Dylan himself. The song has been interpreted in many different ways, but what remains clear is that it is a meditation on love, loss, and the power of memories to keep us tangled up in our pasts.


Line by Line Meaning

Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'
It was a bright morning when he woke up


I was layin' in bed
He was still in bed, wondering about his ex-girlfriend


Wondrin' if she'd changed at all
He was curious if his ex-girlfriend had changed


If her hair was still red
He wondered if his ex-girlfriend still had red hair


Her folks they said our lives together
Her parents did not approve of their relationship


Sure was gonna be rough
They said it would be a difficult relationship


They never did like Mama's homemade dress
Her parents disapproved of her mother's dressmaking skills


Papa's bank book wasn't big enough
Her father did not have enough money to provide for them


And I was standin' on the side of the road
He was stranded on the road


Rain fallin' on my shoes
It was raining and his shoes were wet


Heading out for the east coast
He was leaving to go to the East Coast


Lord knows I've paid some dues
He had a lot of life experiences


Gettin' through
Trying to overcome challenges


Tangled up in blue
Feeling lost and confused


She was married when we first met
He met her when she was still married


Soon to be divorced
She was soon getting a divorce


I helped her out of a jam I guess
He helped her with a problem


But I used a little too much force
He may have been too aggressive in helping her


We drove that car as far as we could
They used a car to travel long distance


Abandoned it out west
They left the car in the western part of the country


Split up on a dark sad night
They separated on an emotional night


Both agreeing it was best
They both agreed that it was the best decision


She turned around to look at me
His ex-girlfriend looked back at him


As I was walkin' away
He was leaving while his ex-girlfriend was looking at him


I heard her say over my shoulder
She said something to him before he left


We'll meet again some day
They may see each other again in the future


On the avenue
They may meet again in a specific location


Tangled up in blue
Their relationship was complicated and unresolved


I had a job in the great north woods
He worked in a forest in the northern part of the country


Working as a cook for a spell
He worked temporarily as a cook


But I never did like it all that much
He did not enjoy the job


And one day the axe just fell
He lost his job suddenly


So I drifted down to New Orleans
He went to New Orleans without a plan


Where I was looking for to be employed
He was searching for a job


Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat
He worked on a fishing boat for some time


Right outside of Delacroix
The boat was near a location called Delacroix


But all the while I was alone
He was lonely during this time


The past was close behind
He was haunted by his past


I seen a lot of women
He had met many women


But she never escaped my mind
He couldn't forget about his ex-girlfriend


And I just grew
He became more and more overwhelmed


Tangled up in blue
The complications of his life were growing


She was workin' in a topless place
His ex-girlfriend was working at a strip club


And I stopped in for a beer
He went to the strip club


I just kept lookin' at the side of her face
He was staring at her without her noticing


In the spotlight so clear
She was in the spotlight of her job


And later on as the crowd thinned out
As the night went on, fewer people were at the club


I's just about to do the same
He was about to leave as well


She was standing there in back of my chair
His ex-girlfriend was standing behind him


Said to me, Don't I know your name?
She recognized him


I muttered somethin' under my breath
He said something quietly to himself


She studied the lines on my face
She looked at his face more closely


I must admit I felt a little uneasy
He was uncomfortable in this situation


When she bent down to tie the laces
She bent down in front of him to tie his shoe


Of my shoe
She tied the laces of his shoe


Tangled up in blue
He was caught up in the complicated nature of his life


She lit a burner on the stove
She started the stove


And offered me a pipe
She offered him some drugs


I thought you'd never say hello, she said
She was surprised that he spoke to her


You look like the silent type
She thought he was quiet


Then she opened up a book of poems
She showed him a book of poems


And handed it to me
She gave him the book to read


Written by an Italian poet
The book was written by an Italian poet


From the thirteenth century
It was an old book


And everyone of them words rang true
He felt a connection to the poems


And glowed like burnin' coal
The words were powerful and memorable


Pourin' off of every page
The poems seemed to come alive


Like it was written in my soul
The poems resonated deeply with him


From me to you
The poem expressed his feelings


Tangled up in blue
He was still struggling with his complicated life


I lived with them on Montague Street
He lived with someone on Montague Street


In a basement down the stairs
He lived in the basement


There was music in the cafés at night
There was live music in the cafes at night


And revolution in the air
There was a sense of change and rebellion


Then he started into dealing with slaves
Someone he knew became involved in slave trading


And something inside of him died
This event had a significant impact on him


She had to sell everything she owned
His ex-girlfriend had to sell all her possessions


And froze up inside
She was emotionally impacted by this event


And when finally the bottom fell out
A significant event occurred


I became withdrawn
He withdrew from society


The only thing I knew how to do
He only had one way of coping


Was to keep on keepin' on
He had to push through his difficult circumstances


Like a bird that flew
He felt like a bird flying through life


Tangled up in blue
He was still struggling to unravel his complicated life


So now I'm goin' back again
He is returning to a previous location


I got to get to her somehow
He needs to find a way to see his ex-girlfriend


All the people we used to know
He reminisces about old acquaintances


They're an illusion to me now
He feels disconnected from his past


Some are mathematicians
Some of his old friends are mathematicians


Some are carpenters' wives
Some of his old friends are married to carpenters


Don't know how it all got started
He doesn't understand how things got to this point


I don't know what they're doin' with their lives
He is unsure what his old friends are currently doing


But me, I'm still on the road
He is still traveling and searching for something


Headin' for another joint
He is going to another location


We always did feel the same
He and his ex-girlfriend have a connection


We just saw it from a different point of view
They had different perspectives on their relationship


Tangled up in blue
His past and complicated life are still affecting him




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Written by: Bob Dylan

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@dylanburns405

50 years later, and this music speaks to my soul.

@mikeglasgow9618

I had more fun being 20 in the seventies
Than
Being 70 in the twenties !
A masterpiece

@pauledmiston4883

Love a sharp observation! I first heard it on vinlyl 1976-77 from an older sister's cheap turntable

@rickmcn1986

I had less fun being 20 in the noughties, than being naughty in the 20s.

@barrykurkowski2297

70 year old here i hear ya...we didnt know how good we had it except for Nam.

@robertthackston8504

I am with you friend, well said, keep on keeping on!!

@onelove8062

clever

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@michaelbrown9769

Best song ever, listening on my 71st birthday
Thanks Bob

@chrisquinty3726

Happy birthday.

@kebe1576

I grew up as the only child of a single dad who was an alcoholic shop-rat Vietnam vet, and if it weren’t for music we would’ve remained strangers. Music was our religion, songs were our gospels, Bob Dylan was a savior and his songs were the red words. This song is a religious experience for me, it brings me closer to god, and my dad, who passed in 2020. I never thought I could miss someone that I tried so much not to be like, and listening to this song makes me realize that for all his faults, he was a r good man, and I’m proud to be his son.

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