Blues On The Ceiling

(álbum: It's So Hard To Tell Who's Going To Love You The Best - 1969)

Blues on my ceiling
Over my head
Running down the walls
Across the floor, under my bed
Blue lights across the street
Blinking off and on
I'm so lonely now you're gone

I'll never get out of these blues
Never get out of these blues alive

And keep on coming
Up my weary head
Even cocaine couldn't ease the pain
I'd be better off dead
Blue lights gone out so I can't sleep
The bitter the blues the better they keep

I'll never get out of these blues alive, alive
Never get out of these blues

I'll never get out of these blues
Never get out of these blues alive

On my ceiling
Over my head
Running down the walls
Across the floor, under my bed

Blue lights across the street
Blinking off and on, off and on
I'm so lonely now you're gone

I'll never get out of these blues
Never get out of these blues alive