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All Chained Up In Blue--(Inspired by Bob Dylan Tangled up in Blue)

All Chained Up In Blue--(Inspired by Bob Dylan Tangled up in Blue)

Chained up in Blue

I remember when we met

It was a bitter pill to chew

She told me her sad story

All chained up in blue

I had a room you shared my bed

You shared my smoking too

We kissed and fought till all was said

All chained up in blue

My friends all said

hard as nails she’ll make a mess of you

But I was in a foot too deep

All chained up in blue

Woke up in a drunken haze

She left me with just a hole in my shoe

I did not cry because I’ll get by

All chained up in blue

For years I looked and tried to find

Lots of women passed on through

But you would sit inside my head

All chained up in blue

On bourbon street in a topless bar

I looked up and it was you

You asked me if we had met before

All chained up in blue

She took me to her dirty room

Read poetry and fed me a brew

The words brought sorrow to my eyes

All chained up in blue

I ran in the morning like a frightened dog

Running is all I ever do

As I hitched a ride west with a pain in chest

All chained up in blue

Time swims by I still don’t cry

But I always think of you

Drop a nickel in a phone

but I don’t call home

All chained up in blue

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