There are sad things
There are bad things, the blues
When they threaten
Just start betting you'll lose
You hide yourself behind a prayer
The blues'll come and they'll find you there
I mean the blues they call Pete Kelly's Blues
There's no exit, you can try the blues
If you're born with, you will die with the blues
Think what you choose, that happy dream is yours they say
If you can pay the dues
That's why I'm stuck with fresh outta luck with the blues
That happy dream is yours they say
If you can pay the dues
That's why I'm stuck with fresh outta luck with the blues
The blues
The blues
The blues
The blues
