I'm not gonna dress up for the blues gonna stay the way I am
When they come knocking on my door
I just don't think I'll dress up this morning
And I don't think I'm gonna comb my hair
My baby left but I'll soon have the blues for company
And if they don't know the way I look I just don't care
I'm not gonna dress up for the blues gonna stay the way I am
When they start knocking on my door
I'm not gonna dress up for the blues when they come from miles around
They know me for they've been here before
( piano )
I left my old work shoes in the hallway so I've opened wide the door in my bare feet
Cigarette bu*ts that I've put out will stay on the floor
They'll be there cause she's not here to sweep
I'm not gonna dress up...