Everybody knows what the blues is all about.
It's a pain you can't live with.
It's a woman you can't live without.
Could have cried me a river
when they told me the news.
On that day was a story of the blues.
My babyshe left me, my baby she's gone.
My sweet little angel
has spread her wings and flown.
Can't think of a reason for going on.
From this day I will play the blues.
They say a broken heart
can always mend. Time is the healer and sadness will end.
But I've done so much crying,
when will I laugh again?
Till that day I will play the blues.
