My baby gives me love,
As good as love can be.
But I just leave her crying,
When the blues come over me.

Up on a mountain,
I'm drowning in the sea,
All the clocks say midnight,
When the blues come over me .

The blues come over me,
I pack it up and go.
The blues come over me,
I catch the wind and blow.

And some will take the wine,
And some will take the night,
When everything's all wrong,
For me, just blues is all right.

Some put in a song,
And some sing it for their dues,
Some go to sleep and wake up,
And I keep tangled in the blues.

The blues come over me,
I pack it up and go.
The blues come over me,
I catch the wind and blow.

The blues come in a whisper ,
And make you scream and shout!
And you'll do most anything
Just to let them out!

I may think I'm happy!
I may think I'm free!
But nothing don't mean nothing,
When the blues come over me!

The blues come up behind,
The blues wait up ahead,
The blues ask why you are born,
If you just end up dead.

The blues, talking about the blues
The blues, oh the blues, the blues
Talking about the blues...

When the blues come over me,
Talking about the blues...
I have to go away,
The blues, the blues..

When the blues come over me,
I have to pack it up and go.