Got to take in what I can There is no time to do what must be done While I do some thinking Sleeping is hard to come by So we'll all sit down and try to play in time And we feel like singing Talking to people in my way Blues were my favorite colour Til I looked around and found another song That I felt like singing Trying so hard to reach you; Playing what must be played, what must be sung And it's what I'm singing Talking to people in my way