I get a little sadness now
Just now and then
It comes to remind me
What it was like when
I was out on the road
Happy, hungry, and cold
First, you win and then, you lose
Oh, Lord, I got the Zimmerman blues
Oh, Lord, I got the Zimmerman blues
Oh, Lord, I got the Zimmerman blues
Oh, Lord, I got the Zimmerman blues
Don't give me money now
If it's bad for my head
You can keep the honey now
Put something else on the bread
To lose all them old time friends
Who missed how they were making it end
And we all wound up confused
That's what you call the Zimmerman blues
What you call the Zimmerman blues
That's what you call the Zimmerman blues
That's what you call the Zimmerman blues
Do a concert for Angela
Build a building or two
It gets harder for me
But easier for you
As sure as the stars turn above
All we ever asked for was love
And I think that we've all been used
Ending up with the Zimmerman blues
Ending up with the Zimmerman blues
Ending up with the Zimmerman blues
Ending up with the Zimmerman blues
I get a little sadness now
Just now and then
It comes to remind me
When I called you a friend
So, where do we go from here?
For me, it won't ever get that near
And if it did, I know what I would choose
Anything but the Zimmerman blues
Anything but the Zimmerman blues
Anything but the Zimmerman blues
Anything but the Zimmerman blues
Anything but the Zimmerman blues
Anything but the Zimmerman blues
Anything but the Zimmerman blues
Anything but the Zimmerman blues