Blue

When you can't find a friend, And the road doesn't seem to end, And you're lonesome the whole day through, How can you be happy? How can you be smilin'? How can you be anything but low-down, saggy and blue?

When there's nothin' to share, And you don't have a dime to spare, And there's no one to comfort you, How can you be smilin'? How can you be singin'? How can you be anythin' but low-down, saggy and blue?

I look around and see the sweet life everywhere, I watch the cookie bushes shinin' in the sun. The smell of sweet vanilla livin' blows in every breath of air. Doesn't anybody want me? Doesn't anybody care?

When you're wrinkled and cold, And your fortune has all been told, And you're nobody's I-love-you, How can you be happy? How can you be smilin'? How can you be anything but low-down, saggy and blue? Sad but true! How can you be happy? How can you be singin'? How can you be anything but low-down, saggy, And ragbag-baggy And blue?