From the recording No Easy Kind Of Blues
Lyrics
Tryin' to keep busy, polished all my shoes, I'm runnin' out of things to do; Sittin' around feelin' lonely, No easy kind of blues. Mornings by the mailbox, evenings by the phone, I;m wishing I knew what to do; Sittin' around feeling lonely, No easy kind of blues. Sometimes a raincloud, paints the world gray. Since you've gone it seems like; It's raining every day;