About the blues, about the blues

They always hit you when you can't hit back
And when they're blue enough
There's something black about the blues
And if you fail, they're gonna fade, you lose

About the blues, I know the blues

They serve you memories on a plate of tears
They know your appetite will last for years
You can't refuse
You join the club and gotta pay your dues

When you hang your hat in heartbreak hall
Your win broken dreams must crawl
And your gloom will continue to grow
Until there's nothing that you don't know

About the blues, about the blues

You can't look forward to the day you're free
You look but yesterday is all you see
Don't buy a book about it, just ask me
About the blues
About the blues