Why should I
Feel so bad?
When they say there's joy

To bereave

But when the blues

Come creeping in
They bring all that suffering


It's my soul
It's all I own
And I can't control


Sometimes I cry
I must confess

I sleep ok but I don't
Get much rest


It's my soul, babe
It's my soul


I don't know why now people
Just my soul
I can't control