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 I'm unaware

Sneakin up behind me when I'm 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 ....there're lookin over my shoulder

Cause they always seem to find me unaware



Sneakin up behind me in my easy chair

Bad news.bad news......I said hello to the blues

I can shoot them with my gun

I can lose them if I run

Someday I'll just walk away and be laughin when I say

Never more will find me when I'm unaware

Sneakin up behind me when I'm 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