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.
And later on as the crowd thinned out
I's just about to do the same,
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, don't I know your name?
I muttered somethin' underneath my breath,
She studied the lines on my face.
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe,
Tangled up in blue.
Leading off Bob Dylan's great album Blood on the Tracks (1975), "Tangled Up in Blue" is an extended narrative of disrupted romance set in a restless crisscrossing of the country reminiscent of Kerouac's On the Road. Over the course of seven 13-line stanzas (each capped off with the song's one line refrain), the narrator sets out from an unnamed starting point for the East Coast; he travels West with his love; he takes a job in the Great North Woods after they split; he then heads to ...