Lyrics

RISE AND FALL OF THE BLUES
© R. Yeardley, T. Skidmore

When I get up in the morning,
I have those workday blues.
When I get up in the morning,
I have those workday blues.
When I hear that whistle blow,
it says I've paid my dues.
And when my time is my own,
it sets my spirit loose.
Everyday, everyday,
everyday sees the rise and fall of the blues.

When my baby smiles at me,
you know that I can't lose.
When my baby holds me,
When my baby kisses me,
how could I ever be blue?
Now my baby's gone for good;
God, what will I do?
Everyday, everyday,
everyday sees the rise and fall of the blues.

They rise and fall like the ocean,
they may sweep you away in their tide.
They move in and out, through all of the people,
they may take you along for a ride.
The ride may be around the block,
or down a very long slide.
Now they're here and now they're there,
so you're feeling satisfied.
Everyday, everyday,
everyday sees the rise and fall of the blues.
Everyday, everyday,
everyday sees the rise and fall of the blues.