The day is cold. The day is cold and dark and dreary. And it rains. And the wind is never weary. . Ivy still clings to the wall. And every gust the dead leaves fall.
This old bar stool's feelin' higher. 'Cause I've started sinkin' lower. The minute that she waltzed right through that door. Not long ago I held her, like a fool I went and left her.
Just another bar. With loud guitars. Smoke and candles burning low. And the same ol' boys. Their backs to the bar. Staring across a crowded floor. Then I hear a familiar sound.
So your new love let your feelings sad and blue. And it broke your heart in two to see him go. Now you know the lonely nights that I went through. And I'm glad that I can say I told you so.
Talking to myself and feeling old.. Sometimes I'd like to quit.. Nothing ever seems to fit.. . Hanging around,. Nothing to do but frown.. Rainy days and Mondays always get me down..
So your new love let your feelings sad and blue. And it broke your heart in two to see him go. Now you know the lonely nights that I've gone through. And I'm glad that I can say I told you so.
I said, I'm through with honky tonks, they only bring me down. So I dressed my best and headed for the brightest spot in town. I've watched the rich folks come and go and one thing's very clear.
Some people never learn. Keep taking every turn. A little fast. Thinking nothing ever lasts. Descending (?) oh so sweet. Keep playing in my sleep. But when I wake.