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