Chris Rea — Dont Tell Me About the Blues

Don't tell me 'bout the blues I got some blues of my own Don't tell me 'bout the blues I got my own broken bones I was born this way I don't get to choose Don't tell me about the blues Don't you tell me about the blues Don't you treat me like a fool You're acting like some kind of teacher But the blues ain't got no rules I've lost so much Got nothing left to lose Don't tell me about the blues