I can see them with my eyes I can touch them with my hands But I feel them in a rain storm or the deserts burning sands Cause they always seem to find me when Im unaware Sneakin up behind me when Im in my easy chair Bad new bad news I said hello to the blues I can hear with my ears I can drown them with my tears When I feel the air grow colder .therere lookin over my shoulder Cause they always seem to find me unaware Sneakin up behind me in my easy chair Bad news..bad newsI said hello to the blues I can shoot them with my gun I can lose them if I run Someday Ill just walk away and be laughin when I say Never more will find me when Im unaware Sneakin up behind me when Im in my easy chair Good news. good news.I said goodbye to the blues Never more will find me unaware Sneakin up behind me in my easy chair Good news ..good news.. I said goodbye to the blues