Bad times fell like rain, I drink my whiskey to ease the pain Seems like I just never win, and bad luck keeps a rolling in Here You come again Mr. Blues, Nice to see you, how do you do. Lord I don't know, where everything comes and everything goes, Like a bird way up in the sky That gets shot down before it's time Here ya come again Mr blues Nice to see ya how do you do Oh one of these days, I'm gonna change My evil ways . Outro