Don't know nothing 'bout the blues,
I'm only waiting for some good news,
All the years, behind us
Like so many pears of shoes

Don't know nothing 'bout the blues,
Since I have nothing left to lose,
Now you're 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

Don't 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

Don't know nothing 'bout the blues,
And all we waiting for some good news,
All the years behind us
Like so many pears of shoes