here i sit, in this room,
me and my guitar and the blues
seem like yesterday,
everything was goin my way
no one could have told me
i'll be sittin here singing the blues today
i was flying high,
Landing slow,
woke up one morning
i couldn't fly no more
but it seems like yesterday
everything was goin my way
no one could have told me
i'll be sittin here singing the blues today
i was flying high,
Landing slow,
woke up one morning
i couldn't fly no more
but it seems like yesterday
everything was goin my way
no one could have told me
i'll be sittin here singing the blues today
somebody tell me
what a man to do
when the world as took from him
everything but the blues
seem like yesterday
everything was goin my way
no one could have told me
i'll be sittin here singing the blues today
now i'm moving
from state to state
every time i eat
i can break my plate
but it seems like yesterday
everything was goin my way-ay
no one could have told me
aaaaaai'll be sittin here singing the bluuuuuuueees today.