Farewell Angelina the bells off the crown
Are being stolen by bandits, I must follow the sound
The triangle jingles and the trumpets play slow
Farewell Angelina, the sky's on fire, and I must go.
There's no need for anger, there's no need for blame
There's nothing to prove, everything still the same
Just the table standing empty by the edge of the sea
Means farewell Angelina, the sky is falling, and I must leave.
The jack and the queen had forsaken the courtyard
Fifty two gypsies now file passed the guards
In the space where the deuce and the ace runs ran wild
Farewell Angelina, the sky is falling, I'll see you in a while.
See the cross-eyed pirates sitting perched in the sun
Shooting tin cans with a sawed-off shotgun
And the neighbors they clap and they cheer with each blast
Farewell Angelina The sky's changing color and I must leave fast.
King Kong, little elves, on the rooftoops they dance
Valentino-type tangos while the make-up man's hands
Shut the eyes of the dead not to embarrass anyone
Farewell Angelina, the sky is embarrassed and I must be gone.
The machine guns are roaring and the puppet heave rocks
And fling nails time bombs to the hands of the clocks
Call me any name you like I will never deny it
But farewell Angelina, the sky's erupting, I must go where it's quiet.
Writer(s): Bob Dylan
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