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