Lyrics

Well the blues will get you drunk. Alcohol will make you blue. Yes, the blues will get you drunk. Alcohol will make you blue. If you wake up in the mornin' and wonder "what did I do?"

I was with seven of my friends, you know it wasn't all my fault. I was with seven of my good friends, you know it wasnt all my fault. Half a dozen held me down. The other one poured it down my throat.

I was lookin' for a good time and I woke up in this jail. I's only lookin' for a good time and I woke up in this jail. I had a pocket full of money, now I'm too broke to make my bail.

I didn't want any trouble. It was the devil made me sin. I didn't want any trouble. It was the devil made me sin. God, if you get me out of this one, I swear I'll never do it again.

Well the blues will get you drunk. Alcohol will make you blue. Yes the blues will get you drunk. Alcohol will make you blue. If you wake up in the mornin' and wonder "what did I do?"

If you wake up in the mornin' and wonder "what did I do?"

Well, if you wake up in the mornin' and wonder "what did I do?"