Early one morning the sun was shining; I was laying in bed
Wondering 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 bankbook wasn't big enough
Me, I'm standing on the side of the road, rain falling on my shoes
I'm heading out to the east coast, lord knows I've paid some dues
Getting through; tangled up in blue
I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs, yeah
There was music in the cafes at night
And revoluuuuuuuuuuuuuution in the air
That's when he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of her died, just died
She had to sell everything she owned
And she frooooooooze up inside
And finally, when the bottom feel out, I became withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do was to keep on keeping on
Like a bird that flewww-ew-ew-ew-ewww
Tangled up in bluuuuue-oh yeah