Gave me the blues.
I wonder if she kept some too.
Gave me the blues.
Did I give them to her too?
Laying in bed trying to make sense of the things
in my head and I don’t need the extra buzzing.
If I can get through me
I can get through anything
If I am still alive
I don’t think I’ll ever die
Gave me the blues.
When I was only three times two.
Gave me the blues.
And it was twenty-five more years before I knew.
By then Ma’d left. Too late. Never able to tell her.
Spent my whole life trying to tell her.
So I’m fixing why I am this way.
Melting blues into sunshine days.
I’ll find what I’ve been chasing.
this is your life chuck johnson 