James Taylor — The Blues Is Just a Bad Dream

A tree grows in my back yard It only grows at night Its branches they're all twisted Its leaves are afraid of light They say them blues is just a bad dream They say it lives upside your head But when it's lonely in the morning You're bound to wish that you was lyin' dead There's winds out on the ocean They're blowin' just as they choose But them winds ain't got no emotion, baby They don't know the blues They say them blues is just a bad dream They say it lives upside your head But when it's lone, lonely in the morning You're bound to wish that you was lyin' dead My mind's ramblin' and ramblin' Just like some a-rolling stone, no Since that nightmare come to stay with me, baby My thoughts just don't belong They say them blues is just a bad dream, babe They say it lives upside your head, hey hey But when they visit you around midnight You're bound to wish that you were lyin' dead