Lyrics

I'm gonna cry myself a river,
and tie a rock onto my shoes!
I'm gonna cry myself a river,
and tie a rock onto my shoes!
I'm gonna jump into the cold rushing water,
and try to wash away the Blues!

I've got the Blues so bad, this mornin' . . .
you know, the morning sky looks red!
I've got the Blues so bad, this mornin' . . .
you know, the morning sky looks red!
So, I'm gonna draw my long black curtains, baby . . .
and jump back in the bed! (lemme tell ya why!)
I ain't got no kinda money . . .
and I don't know what to do!!
My Baby stopped by this mornin' . . . she said "Man, I'm through with you!"
So I'm gonna cry myself a river,
and tie a rock onto my shoes!
I'm gonna jump into the cold rushing water, Baby . . .
and try to wash away the Blues!

I want you to tell everybody,
don't bother knockin' on my door!
I want you to tell everybody,
don't bother knockin' on my door!
Ya see, I'm in the dark and cryin' Baby . . .
and I ain't comin' out no more, . . . no more!

Words and music by Gregg Wright
© 2009 Left Hook Music (ASCAP)
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