Lyrics:

by Richard Betts Copyright 1994 Sony Music Entertainment, Inc. Transcribed by Ed Luskey I've got to change my way of living, cause trouble's all that I can see. I gotta change my way of living, Lord trouble's all that I can see. My life is in such a mess, there ain't no one to blame but me. My good girl tried to tell me, wouldn't hear a thing she said. Lord my good girl tried to tell me, wouldn't hear a lonesome thing she said. Now she's taken her things and left me, no place for me to lay my head. Blue, Lord I'm blue. Raining down on me. I gotta change my way of living, cause the blues is all I see. Blue, Lord I'm blue. Raining down on me. I gotta change my way of living, change my way, the blues is all I see. Now when your luck runs out, that's when your friends will run out too. Lord, when your luck runs out, your fairweather friends will run out too. You're a very lucky man, Lord if there is just one who'll stand by you. Blue, Lord I'm blue. The blues raining down on me. I gotta change my way of living, cause the blues is all I see.