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Text: Bride. Drop. Life Is The Blues.


There's a baby crying, a newborn who won't be content
When he becomes a man he'll wonder where his childhood went
He'll feel the pain of life, choke his last breath
Life is no bed of roses, these things he will confess
Life is the blues
Nothing we can do
Life is the blues
Nothing more to loose

The last time he saw his wife, she was marching out to sea
He was cruel and crazy, she was beautiful she's been set free
Lines on her face, the pain of reality
He broke her heart, then left her alone to be

Life is the blues
Nothing we can do
Life is the blues
Nothing more to loose

All this guilt he holds within, he let her slip away
It's too late to say those things she needed to hear him say
He never said I love you, I want you to stay
He'd give his soul to relive that day
He heard his son singing

Life is the blues
Nothing we can do
Life is the blues
Nothing mor to loose