The Blues Don't Care - Waylon Jennings

I come from the country

Grew up over

There are places I ain’t welcomed

And I had to loot and cry

I slipped in the back door

Still I never got my share

But the blues don’t care

My best friend had to tell me

What I could never see

What that woman did the best

Was run around on me

I had to learn the hard way

That all in love ain’t fair

But the blues don’t care

The blues don’t care

Now the blues don’t care

You can curse and complain

Till it drives you insane

But the blues don’t care

I tried to reach for higher ground

Never dream that I could fall

I believed that I could fly

High above it all

Talk about hitting bottom

Brother I have been there

And the blues don’t care

I laughed and talked with Jesus

Told it all to Him

I am afraid I told Him too much

For Him to let me in

Chances are He’ll lose my number

When the roll is called up there

But the blues don’t care

But the blues don’t care

No, the blues don’t care

You can curse and complain

You can say it just ain’t fair

But the blues don’t care

The blues don’t care