The Blues Come Over Me — B. B. King

My baby gives me love As good as love can be I just leave her crying When the blues come over me

Up on a mountain I'm drowning in the sea All the clocks say midnight When the blues come over me

The blues come over me I pack it up and go The blues come over me I catch the wind and blow

And some will take the wine And some will take the night When everything's all wrong Then anything is all right

Some put in a song And some sing it for their dues Some go to sleep and wake up Tangled in the blues

The blues come over me I pack it up and go The blues come over me I catch the wind and blow

The blues come in a whisper And make you scream and shout And you'll do most anything Just to let them out

I may think i'm happy I may think i'm free Nothing don't mean nothing When the blues come over me

The blues come up behind The blues wait up ahead The blues ask why you are born If you just end up dead

The blues, talking about the blues The blues, oh the blues, the blues Talking about the blues When the blues come over me Talking about the blues I have to go away The blues, the blues When the blues come over me I have to pack it up and go