Video (5min 55sec) of a young Bob Dylan singing "It's All Over Now, Baby Blue" gives an view of the amazing young vibrant folksinger who faced huge audiences with just his guitar and mouth-harp. This is a look at Bob Dylan version 1.0, the amazing folksinger. In those days it was about the words in a way that is rarely seen in American music now. In this video, it's either the guitar and his voice..., or his guitar and the harmonica. This is powerful stuff compared to 'show business'. Worth seeing just to see his harmonica playing. A whole generation thought of Bob Dylan as one who was our 'seer'. Perhaps the visions of this song may become clearer after some time. In those days American schooling taught a lot about freedom and ideals and things the authorities seem to have clamped down on since then. But Bob Dylan and The Beatles just seemed to step to the forefront of a generation and spawned so much. Beside being a fascinating look at Bob Dylan in 1965, Bob's 'message songs' might even mean something.
On February 27th, Docurama released BOB DYLAN: DON'T LOOK BACK -- 65 TOUR DELUXE EDITION on DVD. The movie is digitally remastered and comes with a bonus dvd of more footage, a book, and the subterranean homesick blues flipbook! This performance is from the film.
Full Lyrics: It's All Over Now, Baby
Blue Lyrics
by Bob Dylan
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.
Look out the saints are comin' through
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.
The empty-handed painter from your street
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.
This sky, too, is folding under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.
Your empty-handed armies, they are going home.
The lover who just walked out your door
Has taken all his blankets from the floor.
The carpet, too, is moving under you
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
Leave your stepping stones behind, there's something that calls for you.
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
The vagabond who's rapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
Strike another match, go start anew
And it's all over now, Baby Blue.
