| Song | Worried Down With the Blues |
| Artist | Gov't Mule |
| Album | The Deep End Vol. 1 |
| 作词 : Haynes, Jaworowicz, Woody | |
| Been lying here for hours | |
| Can't get my eyes to close | |
| Can't get one moments peace | |
| To save my doggone soul | |
| I've been doing more than drinking' | |
| Trying' to ease my pain | |
| But everywhere | |
| I go, somebody speaks your name | |
| All my friends keep on asking' | |
| Boy what's wrong with you | |
| I say I'm worried, worried down with the blues | |
| Tried to be a good man | |
| Worked my fingers to the bone | |
| And you returned the favor | |
| By wreckin' up my happy home | |
| You played so many dirty tricks ' | |
| Til I lost my faith in you | |
| Now you want me to take you back | |
| What's a poor man supposed to do | |
| Worried down with the blues | |
| Oh, yes I am | |
| Worried down with the blues | |
| Feel like | |
| I was born to lose | |
| I used to walk with pride | |
| With my head held high | |
| Now I'm staring down at my shoes | |
| Yes, I'm worried, worried down with the blues | |
| You made me turn my back | |
| On my very best friends | |
| And when my back was turned | |
| You were messin' around with them | |
| Still I'd give up everything | |
| To have you back by my side ' | |
| Cuz in the cold, cold night | |
| When I reach for you | |
| All I'm holdin' is my foolish pride | |
| Worried down with the blues | |
| Oh, yes I am | |
| Worried down with the blues | |
| Feel like | |
| I was born to lose | |
| I used to walk with pride | |
| With my head held high | |
| Now I'm staring down at my shoes | |
| Yes I'm worried, worried down with the blues |
| zuò cí : Haynes, Jaworowicz, Woody | |
| Been lying here for hours | |
| Can' t get my eyes to close | |
| Can' t get one moments peace | |
| To save my doggone soul | |
| I' ve been doing more than drinking' | |
| Trying' to ease my pain | |
| But everywhere | |
| I go, somebody speaks your name | |
| All my friends keep on asking' | |
| Boy what' s wrong with you | |
| I say I' m worried, worried down with the blues | |
| Tried to be a good man | |
| Worked my fingers to the bone | |
| And you returned the favor | |
| By wreckin' up my happy home | |
| You played so many dirty tricks ' | |
| Til I lost my faith in you | |
| Now you want me to take you back | |
| What' s a poor man supposed to do | |
| Worried down with the blues | |
| Oh, yes I am | |
| Worried down with the blues | |
| Feel like | |
| I was born to lose | |
| I used to walk with pride | |
| With my head held high | |
| Now I' m staring down at my shoes | |
| Yes, I' m worried, worried down with the blues | |
| You made me turn my back | |
| On my very best friends | |
| And when my back was turned | |
| You were messin' around with them | |
| Still I' d give up everything | |
| To have you back by my side ' | |
| Cuz in the cold, cold night | |
| When I reach for you | |
| All I' m holdin' is my foolish pride | |
| Worried down with the blues | |
| Oh, yes I am | |
| Worried down with the blues | |
| Feel like | |
| I was born to lose | |
| I used to walk with pride | |
| With my head held high | |
| Now I' m staring down at my shoes | |
| Yes I' m worried, worried down with the blues |