Goddamn Blue Yodel #7 - Slim Cessna's Auto Club

My friends all talk about me

They say that I’m a fool

My wife no longer loves me

She thinks I been untrue

My mother never calls me to say

Slim I love you

I write myself a letter

I’ve got nothing else to do

I can’t stop feeling oh so god damn blue

I tried drinking whiskey

And I tried drinking gin

I tried sniffing glue

And I tried benzedrine

I tried to quite smoking

Well I tried nicorettes

I’m waiting for the sun to shine

I ain’t feeling better yet

I can’t stop feeling oh so god damn blue

Oh I can’t stop feeling oh so god damn blue

I could see the sunshine

Through stormy clouds of rain

And I can’t seem to stop myself

From singing this refrain

Why does god forsake me

And why’d he turn his head

The question that I ask the lord each night

When I’m in bed

Well all my dreams ain’t coming true I swear

That’s not a lie

Why don’t I just shoot myself god damn

I don’t want to die

Oh I can’t stop feeling oh so god damn blue

Oh I can’t stop feeling oh so god damn blue