The year was ‘65 your room was where I’d lie To those Dylan tunes In the afternoon We never seemed to share a point of view thunderclouds were never far away every day I guess you got those blues And when you get blues There’s nothing you can do
I wish four winds blow you home Back to when we’d sit and find a way To face today I guess got those blues And when get those blues There’s nothing you can No one to turn to When you get those blues When you get blues There’s nothing you can do