Fleetwood Mac - Everyday I Have The Blues

Every day, every day I have the blues
Every day, every day I have the blues
When you see me worried, baby, because it's you I hate to lose


Nobody loves me, nobody seems to care
Nobody loves me, nobody seems to care
Speaking of bad luck and trouble will you know I've had my share


I'm gonna pack my suit-case, move on down the line
I'm gonna pack my suit-case, moving down the line
Well, there ain't nobody worryin' and there ain't nobody cryin'
Seems to me every day, every day I have the blues
Every day, every day I have the blues...