You ain't never been blue; no, no, no, You ain't never been blue, Till you've had that mood indigo. That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes While I just sit here and sigh, "Go 'long blues". I always get that mood indigo, Since my baby said goodbye.

Lipstick letters across the mirror this morning Said, "goodbye, baby." You left with no warning Like a thief in the night, you ran away with my heart I can't believe my eyes, must be a bad dream You always said we had a good thing You never once let on

Lipstick letters across the mirror this morning Said, "goodbye, baby." You left with no warning Like a thief in the night, you ran away with my heart I can't believe my eyes, must be a bad dream You always said we had a good thing You never once let on

Money, money, money In the rich man's world It's a rich man's world Must be funny Always sunny All the things I could do If I had a little money Ain't it sad

Lipstick letters across the mirror this morning Said, "goodbye, baby." You left with no warning Like a thief in the night, you ran away with my heart I can't believe my eyes, must be a bad dream You always said we had a good thing You never once let on

Lipstick letters across the mirror this morning Said, "goodbye, baby." You left with no warning Like a thief in the night, you ran away with my heart I can't believe my eyes, must be a bad dream You always said we had a good thing You never once let on

Meant to be And it ain't going to be easy We were always meant to be And no matter what baby we're meant to be We ain't never had known if 'Cause we knew, said we always knew And no matter what would've come That we were (Say it ain't going to be easy)

You ain't never been blue; no, no, no, You ain't never been blue, Till you've had that mood indigo. That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes While I just sit here and sigh, "Go 'long blues". I always get that mood indigo, Since my baby said goodbye.

If I lose it, watch me do it, bet I come up with Another hundred ways Hunnid ways to get it everyday Only catch me resting in my grave I'm too busy counting numbers Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid ways Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid I ain't always had it From my

We all want what we ain't got. All I want is what I had, I'd trade it all just to get her back. She's moving on, but I guess I'm not. We all want what we ain't got, Our favorite doors are always locked. On a higher hill with a taller top, We ain't happy