Whitlams - Life's A Beach lyrics

Early one mornin' the sun was shinin' I was layin' in bed Wonderin' if she had changed at all If her hair was still red And her folks had said our lives together It sure was gonna be rough They never did like Mama's homemade dress Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough And she was standin' on the side of the road As rain's fallin' on my shoes I'm heading out for the old 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 So 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 Then she turned around and looked at me As I was walkin' away I heard her say over my shoulder "We're gonna meet again someday on a avenue? We got tangled up in blue So 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 ax just fell So I drifted down to New Orleans Where I was looking out 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 me 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 Then later on as the crowd thinned out I was just about to do the same She was standing there at the back of the chair Singin', "Tell me, don't I know your name?" I muttered somethin' underneath the breath She studied the lines on my face I must admit I felt a little uneasy When she bent to tie the lace of my shoe We got tangled up in blue So 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 Handed it to me Written by an Italian poet In the thirteenth century And every one of those words rang true Glowed like burnin' coal Pourin' off of every page Like it's 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 cafes at night And revolution in the air Then he started into dealing with slaves Something inside of him died She had to sell everything they owned And froze up inside And when finally as the bottom fell out I became withdrawn, The only thing I knew how to do Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew We got tangled up in blue Now I'm goin' back again Got to get to her somehow All the people that we used to know They're illusion to me now Some are mathematicians Some are carpenter's wives We don't know how this got started Don't know what we do with our lives Me, I'm still on the road Headin' for another joint We didn't always see the same And we start it from a different point of view Tangled up in blue