Sing me a sad song
And I'll be right on my way
A sad song like the song of yesterday
Well, my father used to sing the blues
Sometimes it was good
But my mother never saw the use
And she chased him for his blood
yeah, a sad song like the song of yesterday
Sad song, and I'll be right on my way
You know my father always used to say
A bad workman blames his tool
But it seemed to me the man who uses a tool is just a fool
Sad song, I'll be right on my way
Sad song, like the song of yesterday
Well now the streets are filled with silent cause
And all the worlds a stage
But I must get to work today
Today I get my way
Sad song, and I'll be right on my way
Just like the song of yesterday
Oh listen now to what I wanna say




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