Blues Is Blues

Am Am G Well my dirty mind again left me in a mess o' sin D Blame it all - on myself Am G I'm so tired but I can't sleep, there's a car comin' up the street D Vase of flowers - on the shelf Em They've all dried up and faded F The glass is all clouded, Am C D Full of pain and bad misery C G D Am Roses might be red, but blues is blues is blues C G D Am Roses might be red, but blues is blues is blues Am G Gave me gold and diamond rings, all kinds of shiny things D To keep me - hangin' on Am G But I see through all the lies tear me up and hurt my pride, D Just like a thorn - in my side Em F Take my flower and my name, toss 'em out into the rain Am G D Wet and cold - worn and used C G D Am Roses might be red but blues is blues is blues C G D Am Roses might be reed but blues is blues is blues F Am I'm tired of bein' - cut to the ground G D This time I got to let you down F Am 'Cause my heart was too blind to see G D Now this change is all up to me Am G D Am G D Am G D Am G D Am G It's time to pack my stuff, 'Cause your best just ain't good enough D And it's time for me to leave Am G Bed of flowers is just a hole when you sow it all alone D Your twisted vine - is stranglin' me Pre-Chorus 3 Em F Chairs are high up on the tables but I just be dancin' Am C D With a stem between my teeth C G D Am Roses might be red, but blues is blues is blues C G D Am Roses might be red, but blues is blies is blues C G D Am Roses might be red, but blues is blues is blues C G D Am Roses might be red, but blues is blies is blues C G D Am C G D Am C G D Am C G D Am C G D Am