Here in my pocket I've got the story of the blues,
Try to believe me because it could be front page news,
I said I live with it like it hasn't happened yet,
I keep thinking of everyone, and I am one,
Of what they're trying to get... to tell

The Story of the Blues.

First they take your pride,
Turn it on inside,
And then you realise you've got nothing left to lose.
So you try to start, try to get back up,
And then you realise you're telling
The Story of the Blues.

Feeling brow beaten, day after day,
I think it's over but I just can't get away.
You say forget it, well don't go jump the gun,
You're laughing this time, next time
You might be the one... to tell

The Story of the Blues.

First they take you're pride,
Turn it on inside,
And then you realise you've got nothing else to lose.
So you try to start, try to get back up,
And then you realise you're telling
The Story of the Blues.

Turn to the bottle, too, the pain will ease,
I've got a story that will bring you to your knees. Go.

The Story of the Blues.

First they take you're pride,
Turn it on inside,
Then you realise you've got nothing left to lose.
So you try to start, try to get back up,
And then you realise you're telling
The Story of the Blues.

"The Story of the Blues"