Lyrics:
Song sung bl|Everybody knows oneSong sung bl|Every garden grows oneMe and you are subject to the bl|s now and thenBut when you take the bl|s and make a songYou sing them out againSing them out againSong sung bl|Weeping like a willowSong sung bl|Sleeping on my pillowFunny thing, but you can sing it with a cry in your voiceAnd before you know, start to feeling goodYou simply got no choice[break]Me and you are subject to the bl|s now and thenBut when you take the bl|s and make a songYou sing them out againSong sung bl|Everybody knows oneSong sung bl|Every garden grows oneFunny thing, but you can sing it with a cry in your voiceAnd before you know, start to feeling good