I told myself i needed the blues

Like i need a loaded pistol at my hip

But the blues help me to get over you

And now i′m seeing blue skies up ahead

Sometimes the blues are necessary
Though they′re quite a load to carry

When the nights are long and weary

And your heart is torn in two

I couldn′t take what you were giving

I thought that i was tired of living

Life gets better once you′re past the blues

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I′m not recommending the blues

I′m just saying how they work for me

Anyway what is there left to lose

Except what little′s left of sanity

Sometimes the blues are necessary

Though they′re quite a load to carry

When the night is long and weary

And your heart is torn in two

I couldn′t take what you were givin

Thought that i was tired of living

Life gets better once you′re past the blues

Life gets better once you′re past the blues