I told myself I needed the blues Like I need a loaded pistol at my hip But the blues help me to get over you And now I'm seeing blue skies up ahead Sometimes the blues are necessary Though they're quite a load to carry When the nights are long and weary And your heart is torn in two I couldn't take what you were giving I thought that I was tired of living Life gets better once you're past the blues I'm not recommending the blues I'm just saying how they work for me Anyway what is there left to lose Except what little's left of sanity Sometimes the blues are necessary Though they're quite a load to carry When the night is long and weary And your heart is torn in two I couldn't take what you were givin Thought that I was tired of living Life gets better once you're past the blues Life gets better once you're past the blues