SOMEONE ELSE'S BLUES
(David Bromberg)

David Bromberg


When I woke up this morning, everything seemed all right.
My woman called me from New York City. She said, "Darlin', did you sleep well last night?"
She told me I got three checks in the mail. Hallelujah! I got a refund on my union dues.
But when I woke up this morning, I musta had someone else's blues.
I swear I don't know why. I don't know why I feel this way.
Well, I got, I got someone else's blues in the midst of an almost perfect day.

I don't owe anyone any more money. All my cavities are filled.
If I pull my hand outside my pocket too fast, I might drop a couple of fifty-dollar bills.
I got more dope than I can smoke. I got more chicks than I can use.
Somehow when I woke up the morning, I guess I had somebody else's blues.
I swear I don't know why. I don't know why I feel this way.
You know I got someone else's blues in the midst of an almost perfect day.

I swear I don't know who the man is that this trouble belongs to.
I wonder did he do a murder? Great God, what did that man do?
He's a no-good lying rascal, but I guess he's pretty smart,
Cuz he's outside havin' himself a real fine, sweet, happy time and his blues are right here, breaking my heart.
I swear I don't know why. I don't know why I feel this way.
I got someone else's blues in the midst of an almost perfect day.



(Contributed by =Ae= - February 2012)