All alone here I stand
Heart in [bad word] chin in hand
Wondring what will I do without you
Did I know did I see
Did I drive her away from me
Did I cause her to be so [bad word]  [bad word] 
Way she done me it ain't fair
Think I'm losin' all my hair
Pay the price for the life that I choose
It's a red letter day for the blues

You were young you were wild
You were nothin' but a child
You were sweet as a honeysuckle tree
Before I saw before I knowed
You took a young man and turned him old
Then we rode down a road of misery
 [bad word] 

It's a red letter day, it's a red letter day
It's a red letter day for the blues