Coulda been a lawyer coulda been a king
Coulda been a doctor or any damn thing
Instead I'm the bearer of bad news
I'm wearing out my welcome with the blues
Coulda been your lover, coulda been your dad
Coulda been the best thing that you ever had
But now I'm so lonely it's not true
I'm wearing out my welcome with the blues
When Mr Blues sees me coming
He runs away to distant sunny shores
When Mr Blues knows I'm bummin'
He knows there'll be some bad times in store
Been to Yokohama fightin'in the war
Fought every kind of battles for hearts and minds and more
And now I'm a-reckonin' we're through
And I'm wearing out welcome with the blues
When Mr Blues sees me coming
He'll likely hide behind the general store
When Mr Blues knows I'm bummin'
He's pulled the shades before I reach his door
Been in love and lucky
Been in jail it's true
I've been from old Kentucky
And I'd miss it more than you
And now I'm a reckonin' we're through
And I'm wearing out my welcome
And now I'm just drinking here till two
And I'm wearing out my welcome with the blues