There's a bottle of wine in the kitchen
If you feel like hanging around
We can watch the rain on the window
We can burn your blues to the ground
Blowing the blues away

If you got shot down by a bad man
Baby I can bring you around
I can lay on love like a mad man
I can burn your blues to the ground

I liked you better in your rags, Cinderella
'Cause that's when you like to play
Drying up a rainy day
Blowing the blues away
Drying up a rainy day
Blowing the blues away
Mama would you like to play
Blowing the blues away