| Song | Farewell, Angelina |
| Artist | Bob Dylan |
| Album | The Bootleg Series, Vols. 1-3 (Rare & Unreleased) 1961-1991 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:03.88] | Farewell Angelina The bells of the crown |
| [00:12.00] | Are being stolen by bandits |
| [00:15.00] | I must follow the sound |
| [00:22.00] | The triangle tingles And the trumpet play slow |
| [00:31.00] | Farewell Angelina |
| [00:35.00] | The sky is on fire |
| [00:38.00] | And I must go. |
| [00:46.00] | There is no use in talking |
| [00:49.00] | There's no need for blame |
| [00:55.00] | There's nothing to prove |
| [00:58.00] | Ev'rything's still the same |
| [01:05.00] | It's a table standing empty |
| [01:08.88] | By the edge of the stream |
| [01:15.00] | Farewell Angelina |
| [01:18.00] | The sky is changing color |
| [01:21.00] | And I must leave. |
| [01:28.50] | The jacks and queens have forsaked the courtyard |
| [01:38.00] | Fifty-two gypsies |
| [01:41.00] | Now file past the guards |
| [01:47.00] | In the space where the deuce And the ace once ran wild 。 |
| [01:57.00] | Farewell Angelina |
| [02:00.00] | The sky is folding |
| [02:03.00] | I'll see you in a while. |
| [02:10.00] | See the cross-eyed pirates sitting Perched in the sun |
| [02:19.00] | Shooting tin cans With a sawed-off shotgun |
| [02:26.50] | And the neighbors they clap cheer with each blast |
| [02:36.00] | Farewell Angelina |
| [02:39.00] | The sky is trembling |
| [02:42.00] | And I must leave fast. |
| [02:50.00] | King Kong, little elves |
| [02:53.00] | On the rooftops they dance |
| [02:58.00] | Valentino-type tangos |
| [03:01.00] | While the make-up man's hands |
| [03:06.50] | Shut the eyes of the dead |
| [03:09.50] | Not to embarrass anyone |
| [03:15.00] | Farewell Angelina |
| [03:18.00] | The sky is embarrassed |
| [03:20.00] | And I must be gone. |
| [04:40.00] | The machine guns are roaring |
| [04:43.00] | The puppets heave rocks |
| [04:57.00] | Call me any name you like |
| [05:00.50] | I will never deny it |
| [05:05.50] | Farewell Angelina |
| [05:08.50] | The sky is erupting |
| [05:11.50] | I must go where it's quiet. |
| [00:03.88] | Farewell Angelina The bells of the crown |
| [00:12.00] | Are being stolen by bandits |
| [00:15.00] | I must follow the sound |
| [00:22.00] | The triangle tingles And the trumpet play slow |
| [00:31.00] | Farewell Angelina |
| [00:35.00] | The sky is on fire |
| [00:38.00] | And I must go. |
| [00:46.00] | There is no use in talking |
| [00:49.00] | There' s no need for blame |
| [00:55.00] | There' s nothing to prove |
| [00:58.00] | Ev' rything' s still the same |
| [01:05.00] | It' s a table standing empty |
| [01:08.88] | By the edge of the stream |
| [01:15.00] | Farewell Angelina |
| [01:18.00] | The sky is changing color |
| [01:21.00] | And I must leave. |
| [01:28.50] | The jacks and queens have forsaked the courtyard |
| [01:38.00] | Fiftytwo gypsies |
| [01:41.00] | Now file past the guards |
| [01:47.00] | In the space where the deuce And the ace once ran wild . |
| [01:57.00] | Farewell Angelina |
| [02:00.00] | The sky is folding |
| [02:03.00] | I' ll see you in a while. |
| [02:10.00] | See the crosseyed pirates sitting Perched in the sun |
| [02:19.00] | Shooting tin cans With a sawedoff shotgun |
| [02:26.50] | And the neighbors they clap cheer with each blast |
| [02:36.00] | Farewell Angelina |
| [02:39.00] | The sky is trembling |
| [02:42.00] | And I must leave fast. |
| [02:50.00] | King Kong, little elves |
| [02:53.00] | On the rooftops they dance |
| [02:58.00] | Valentinotype tangos |
| [03:01.00] | While the makeup man' s hands |
| [03:06.50] | Shut the eyes of the dead |
| [03:09.50] | Not to embarrass anyone |
| [03:15.00] | Farewell Angelina |
| [03:18.00] | The sky is embarrassed |
| [03:20.00] | And I must be gone. |
| [04:40.00] | The machine guns are roaring |
| [04:43.00] | The puppets heave rocks |
| [04:57.00] | Call me any name you like |
| [05:00.50] | I will never deny it |
| [05:05.50] | Farewell Angelina |
| [05:08.50] | The sky is erupting |
| [05:11.50] | I must go where it' s quiet. |
| [00:03.88] | Farewell Angelina The bells of the crown |
| [00:12.00] | Are being stolen by bandits |
| [00:15.00] | I must follow the sound |
| [00:22.00] | The triangle tingles And the trumpet play slow |
| [00:31.00] | Farewell Angelina |
| [00:35.00] | The sky is on fire |
| [00:38.00] | And I must go. |
| [00:46.00] | There is no use in talking |
| [00:49.00] | There' s no need for blame |
| [00:55.00] | There' s nothing to prove |
| [00:58.00] | Ev' rything' s still the same |
| [01:05.00] | It' s a table standing empty |
| [01:08.88] | By the edge of the stream |
| [01:15.00] | Farewell Angelina |
| [01:18.00] | The sky is changing color |
| [01:21.00] | And I must leave. |
| [01:28.50] | The jacks and queens have forsaked the courtyard |
| [01:38.00] | Fiftytwo gypsies |
| [01:41.00] | Now file past the guards |
| [01:47.00] | In the space where the deuce And the ace once ran wild . |
| [01:57.00] | Farewell Angelina |
| [02:00.00] | The sky is folding |
| [02:03.00] | I' ll see you in a while. |
| [02:10.00] | See the crosseyed pirates sitting Perched in the sun |
| [02:19.00] | Shooting tin cans With a sawedoff shotgun |
| [02:26.50] | And the neighbors they clap cheer with each blast |
| [02:36.00] | Farewell Angelina |
| [02:39.00] | The sky is trembling |
| [02:42.00] | And I must leave fast. |
| [02:50.00] | King Kong, little elves |
| [02:53.00] | On the rooftops they dance |
| [02:58.00] | Valentinotype tangos |
| [03:01.00] | While the makeup man' s hands |
| [03:06.50] | Shut the eyes of the dead |
| [03:09.50] | Not to embarrass anyone |
| [03:15.00] | Farewell Angelina |
| [03:18.00] | The sky is embarrassed |
| [03:20.00] | And I must be gone. |
| [04:40.00] | The machine guns are roaring |
| [04:43.00] | The puppets heave rocks |
| [04:57.00] | Call me any name you like |
| [05:00.50] | I will never deny it |
| [05:05.50] | Farewell Angelina |
| [05:08.50] | The sky is erupting |
| [05:11.50] | I must go where it' s quiet. |