Dont know nothing bout the blues, I?m only waiting for some good news, All the years, behind us Like so many pears of shoes? Dont know nothing bout the blues, Since I have nothing left to lose, Now youre gone, and all the doors are closed, And I am too? You lied, and I tried to understand, Wiped away your tears and took your hand, Laught as the afternoon turned green grass into gray And the rain came down so silently, It took our breath away? Dont know nothing bout the blues, I?m only waiting for some good news All the years that fell behind us, Like so many pears of shoes? We sat in ordinary rooms? Doing normal things? Dusting off the tv Waiting for the phone to ring Weekends in the backyard, someone ?s at the door Please let him in Dont know nothing bout the blues, And all we waiting for some good news, All the years behind us Like so many pears of shoes?