The was ‘65 Outside your room was where I’d lie To hear those Dylan tunes In the afternoon We seemed to share a point of view and thunderclouds were far away And every I guess you got those blues And when you get those blues There’s nothing can do
I wish four winds could you home Back to when we’d sit and find way To face today I guess you got those blues when you get those blues There’s nothing you do No one to turn to When you get those blues When you get those blues There’s you can do