The blues come marchin' in at night,
that time, when you're all alone,
and nobody can relieve you of those tears,
'cause they don't even know you're still conscious..
That feeling is always the same,
there's a name for it,
and that would be the blues,
but the blues have been used so many times..
So cry with somethin' else in mind,
although the feeling is always the same.