I can see them with my eyes
I can touch them with my hands
But I feel them in a rain storm or the deserts burning sands
Cause they always seem to find me when Im unaware
Sneakin up behind me when Im in my easy chair
Bad new bad news I said hello to the blues
I can hear with my ears
I can drown them with my tears
When I feel the air grow colder .therere lookin over my shoulder
Cause they always seem to find me unaware
Sneakin up behind me in my easy chair
Bad news..bad newsI said hello to the blues
I can shoot them with my gun
I can lose them if I run
Someday Ill just walk away and be laughin when I say
Never more will find me when Im unaware
Sneakin up behind me when Im in my easy chair
Good news. good news.I said goodbye to the blues
Never more will find me unaware
Sneakin up behind me in my easy chair
Good news ..good news.. I said goodbye to the blues