Still Called the Blues Songtext
von Funk Inc.
Still Called the Blues Songtext
People got money, still got problems
Go to the psychiatrist and try to solve ′em
Yeah, any way you look at it, still called the blues, yeah, yeah!
Baby need new shoes, mama need a new dress
Daddy's out scuffling, but doing his best, yeah
Any way you look at it, still called the blues, yeah, yeah!
Oh, it makes no difference what the blues might say
The blues might still, oh, come your way
Just when you think your problems about to end
Along comes something, starts all over again
You party on Saturday, go to church on Sunday
Fun leaves you because you got to go to work on Monday
Yeah, any way you look at it, still called the blues, yeah, yeah!
Oh, it makes no difference what the blues might say
The blues might still, oh, come your way
Just when you think your problems about to end
Along comes something, starts all over again
You party on Saturday, go to church on Sunday
Fun leaves you because you got to go to work on Monday
Yeah, any way you look at it, still called the blues, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, any way you look at it, still called the blues, yeah
Yeah, any way you look at it, pretty
Baby, still called the blues, yeah
Whoa! Any way you look at it, still called the blues, yeah
Oh, any way you look at it, girl, still called the blues, yeah, yeah
Any way you look at it, still called the blues, yeah
Yeah, any way you look at it, still called the blues, yeah, yeah!
Go to the psychiatrist and try to solve ′em
Yeah, any way you look at it, still called the blues, yeah, yeah!
Baby need new shoes, mama need a new dress
Daddy's out scuffling, but doing his best, yeah
Any way you look at it, still called the blues, yeah, yeah!
Oh, it makes no difference what the blues might say
The blues might still, oh, come your way
Just when you think your problems about to end
Along comes something, starts all over again
You party on Saturday, go to church on Sunday
Fun leaves you because you got to go to work on Monday
Yeah, any way you look at it, still called the blues, yeah, yeah!
Oh, it makes no difference what the blues might say
The blues might still, oh, come your way
Just when you think your problems about to end
Along comes something, starts all over again
You party on Saturday, go to church on Sunday
Fun leaves you because you got to go to work on Monday
Yeah, any way you look at it, still called the blues, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, any way you look at it, still called the blues, yeah
Yeah, any way you look at it, pretty
Baby, still called the blues, yeah
Whoa! Any way you look at it, still called the blues, yeah
Oh, any way you look at it, girl, still called the blues, yeah, yeah
Any way you look at it, still called the blues, yeah
Yeah, any way you look at it, still called the blues, yeah, yeah!
Writer(s): George Jackson, Robert Alton Miller, Earl Forest Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

