Got to take in what I can.
There is no time to do what must be done,
While I do some thinking.
Sleeping is hard [bad word] by,
So we'll all sit down and try to play in time,
and we feel like singing.
Talking to people in my way.

Blues were my favorite colour,
til I looked around and found another song
that I felt like singing.
Trying so hard to reach you;
playing what must be played,
what must be sung --
and it's what I'm singing.
Talking to people in my way.