Won't you let your hair down
Won't you kick your shoes off
Maybe shake the blues off awhile
Or even crack a smile ?
Are you reading fortunes
Or just reading Nietzche ?
Find another teacher,
He ain't worth an apple.

But it takes more than the blues to bring me down
Like a lonely house in a nowhere kind of town.
A hole in the sky where the rain comes tumbling down,
It'll take more than the blues to bring me down.

so you like to worry ?
You'd better kick the habit,
Better reach and grab it,
When you feel the sunshine.
Are we getting wiser
Or just getting older
When we know the shoulder
We'd most like to cry on.