You might hear a sad, sad song
About someone who lost everything they had
It may sound like me
But I'm a little bluer than that
When you look out in the morning you might see
Clouds rolling by like memories
A big old sky above you lookin' back
You may think of me
But I'm a little bluer than that
Where did we go wrong
I wish I knew
It haunts me all the time
Now wherever I go and
whatever I do
You're always on my mind
I can picture you just alone tonight
But as for me it don't feel right
To let us fade like some old photograph
It may work for you
But I'm a little bluer than that …
A little bluer than that
Alan Jackson
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