Lyrics

Come in & join the party... we're running out of cheer Don't be too surprised If you don't find another soul in here They say that people judge you ... By the company you choose Well some of my best friends are the blues I'm sitting in my rocker... but I just don't feel at home When misery is your company... You'd be better off if you're all alone I been walking round in circles- Since I got my walking shoes Some of my very best friends are the blues I say the blues come & go... without warning You must excuse them If they're not what you call polite But they butter my bread almost every morning The blues are all around me... got the blues everywhere Right now the blues surround me... I got blues with blues to spare I know my daddy left me... they came & brought the news Some of my best friends are the blues Some of my best are the blues
Writer(s): Harris Woody, Byron Al Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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