Every day,
every day I have the blues
Every day,
every day I have the blues
Well, you see me worry, baby,
cause it's you I hate to lose.
Nobody loves me,
nobody seems to care.
Nobody loves me,
nobody seems to care.
Speaking of bad luck and trouble,
well, you know I've had my share.
I'm going to pack my suitcase,
moving on down the line.
I'm going to pack my suitcase and
move on down the line.
Well, there ain't nobody worrying,
and there ain't nobody crying.
Every day, every day, every day,
I have the blues.
Every day, every day, every day,
every day, I have the blues.
Well, if you see me worry, baby,
God, it's you I hate to lose.
Nobody loves me.
Nobody seems to care.
Nobody loves me.
Nobody seems to care.
Speaking of bad luck and trouble
Well you know I had
my share
Every day, every day, every day, every day
I have to lose every day