Letras
Take a little slow resentment
An ounce of small regret
Half a cup of wounded pride
It hurts inside and has not faded yet
Add a pinch of passion
And a double shot of booze
When your self respect is crashing
You can drink it up and you can cash in
On the blues
Ain't it funny how the sunny side
Will never reach my shadow in the shade?
Ain't it funny how the colors seem the brightest
Just before they start to fade?
If you say that ain't funny
If you say you're not amused
I'll say I ain't surprised
My sense of humor's paralyzed
By the blues
How long I got to wait?
I'm running late
Somebody help me, soon
Get me out from under
It's a wonder I'm on this side
Of the tomb
The preacher teaches patience
In the ancient sense
And it stretches out for years
I can't stand to listen
I can't see beyond this glistening
Of tears
It's never nice to hear advice
You know you'll never use
The spirit might be willing
But the flesh is out there
And it's shilling
For the blues