Now blue ain't the word for the way that I feel. That old storm brewin' in this heart of mine. Someday, your crazy arms will hold somebody new. But now, I'm so lonesome all the time.
(Ralph Mooney - Chuck Seals). . Now blue ain't the word for the way that I feel. And the storm is brewing in this heart of mine. This ain't no crazy dream I know that it's real.
Now blue ain't the word for the way that I feel. That old storm brewing in this heart of mine. Someday crazy arms will hold somebody new. But now I'm so lonely all the time.
Blue, ain't the word for the way that I feel;. And a storm is brewing in this heart of mine;. This ain抰 no crazy dream now I know that is real;. You抮e someone else抯 love now you抮e not mine..
Now blue ain't the word for the way that I feel. And a storm is brewing in this heart of mine. This ain't no crazy dream I know that's it real. You're someone else's love now, you're not mine.
Now, blue ain't the world for the way that I feel. And the storm's a brewing in this heart of mine. This ain't no crazy dream, I know that it's real. You're someone else's love, now you're not mine.
Now blue ain't the world for the way that I feel. And the storm's a brewing in this heart of mine. This ain't no crazy dream I know that it's real. You're someone else's love now you're not mine.