There are sad things
There are bad things
The blues
When they threaten
Start betting
You'll lose
You hide yourself
Behind a prayer
The blues'll come
And they'll find you there
I mean the blues
They call Pete Kelly's blues
There's no exit
You can try the blues
If you're born with
You will die with the blues
Think what you choose
That happy dream is yours they say
If you can pay the dues
That's why I'm stuck with
Fresh outta luck with the blues
There's no exit
None you can try
With the blues
See if you're born with
You gotta die with the blues
Think what you choose
Happy dream is yours
If you can pay the dues
That's why I'm stuck with
So outta luck with the blues
Some call them Pete Kelly's blues
You can call them anything you choose
I call them blues