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These Blues

These Blues come calling some times
These Blues come calling some times
They steal my sleep and
Trouble my weary mind

These Blues call at their whim
These Blues call at their whim
I can be fast asleep
They wake me up at 3 am

These Blues hide under my bed
These Blues hide under my bed
Ain't nothing but time
Will get these Blues out of my head

And I don't like feeling all empty inside
But when the Blues come calling
There ain't no place to hide
Thirst needs water, Love needs a spark
But these Blues they need the dark

These Blues call out my name
These Blues call out my name
I hide my head beneath the covers
But they find my just the same

And I don't like feeling all empty inside
But when the Blues come calling
There ain't no place to hide
Thirst needs water, Love needs a spark
But these Blues they need the dark

These Blues come calling some times
These Blues come calling some times
They steal my sleep and
Trouble my weary mind
They steal my sleep and
Trouble my weary mind
They steal my sleep and
Trouble my weary mind

 

Words and Music written by GREG MURÁT ©2002
Publishing rights Spare Change Music (BMI)
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