Down For The Count

Alone and lonesome and feelin' sad

I never knew I could feel so bad

I'm tired of waitin' for just one call

For once I'm thinkin' I'll end it all payin' dues

'Cause the blues got me down for the count

I could be phony and laugh and clown

And give my troubles the run-around

And go for dancin' and play a game

It might be better, but just the same I refuse

'Cause the blues got me down for the count

(Don't mind, be happy)

Well, I would if the blues wasn't crampin' my style

(Hold tight and be happy)

If I should, would the blues leave me be for a while?

(Don't fight, just be happy)

Wish I could, but the blues have a fit when I smile

Don't mention sadness, Pig

Here's a bit you should know

Yes, you love her so

I know, I know that you love her so

But what you don't know is this

Your kind of love is the kind women never miss

I'm headed for ruin

'Cause that's what the blues are doin' to me

Since they got me down

There ain't any hope to be found

Can't get up, can't let up wearin' this frown

You gotta enjoy 'em

Or else you'll find

When you make 'em, you can't shake 'em

Ain't any peace in your mind

So, cheer up, my friend

And try and pretend

That these blues will end

I'm down for the count