Welcome Back To The Blues

Welcome Back to the Blues
by Joel Mabus © 2015

Now when you’re down to that old bottom dollar
Pondering what that might buy
Remember when you had a fistful
There was nothing that you could not try

Oh it was lobster and Crown Royal Whiskey,
Arrow collars and Florsheim shoes
But things ain’t so fine at the end of the line
Welcome back to the blues.

Yeah, we used to call you Mr. Lucky
One of them fortunate few
You had the Midas touch, but you touched too much
And now your golden days are through

Oh, you had your turn in the spotlight
Taking offers you could not refuse
You were one of the best, but you’re just like the rest
Welcome back to the blues

Oh the blues came to you early
Poor child in a lonesome night
Oh the blues showed you sweet, sweet mercy
And the blues taught you how to fight

So you kicked and you scratched to the top of the pile
You paid back each cut with a bruise
I thought you never would fall, but you’re just like them all
Welcome back to the blues

Oh, you had your turn in the spotlight
Taking offers that you could not refuse
I thought you never would fall, but you’re just like them all
Welcome back to the blues
Welcome back to the blues
Welcome back …