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

That happy dream is yours they say

If you can pay the dues

That's why I'm stuck with

So outta luck wit the blues

Some call em Pete Kelly's Blues

You can em anything you choose

I call them blues