every day i have the blues
Every day I have the blues.
I've had my fair share of bad luck and crime,
But it was you I had to lose.
I pick up my pen and four-by-five book
On the street wasting time,
Everyone thinks I'm a crook.
I look down at my torn shoes;
I gave you everything I had, every cent and dime,
But it was you I had to lose.
Every day I have the blues.