| tryin' to find a new home |
| tryin' to write a new song |
| tryin' to find a rhythm that 'll help me |
| ooo wanna get through it |
| to keep singing the blues |
| everybody’s saying |
| you gotta get away and |
| go deal with the real stuff |
| and I it’s gotta be true enough |
| yeah to keep singing the blues |
| well you know |
| I’m just passing on |
| singing the same old song |
| sometimes it feels so right and |
| I don’t feel all alone |
| but when the music fades |
| and the crowd drives away |
| i’m staring at the mirror |
| still singing the blues |
| staring at the mirror yeah |
| still singing the blues |
| i pup a lttle up beat reaggy |
| and I can lift and appreciate |
| but I rather be high on yeah |
| i’m singin th e blues |
| i’ve been in and out of soul |
| even rock 'n roll |
| but a little butta boo plan? |
| never never get souled |
| and I realize |
| oh I gotta hear me some blues |
| I’m just passing on |
| singing the same old song |
| sometimes it feels so right and |
| I don’t feel all alone |
| but when the music fades |
| and the crowd drives away |
| i’m staring at the mirror |
| still singing the blues |
| staring at the mirror |
| still singing the blues |
| yeah |
| I’m just passing on |
| singing the same old song |
| sometimes it feels so right and |
| I don’t feel all alone |
| but when the music fades |
| and the crowd drives away |
| i’m staring at the mirror |
| still singing the blues |
| staring at the mirror yeah |
| still singing the blues |