Lyrics

NO CAUSE FOR SINGIN' THE BLUES BY ANDY BUDD

Aww....Some folks just gotta have drama / Or their life would seem incomplete
They bitch and they moan about stuff that don't matter / Least, it don't matter to me / They don't like where they are but they won't make a move / Like a needle stuck in the groove / Of an old vinyl record on this old turntable, / bitchin' and moanin' the blues

ME, I GOT NO CAUSE FOR SINGIN' THE BLUES / IN THIS LIFE WHERE I'M FREE TO CHOOSE / THE PATH THAT I FOLLOW IS FILLED WITH TOMORROWS / I'VE GOT NO CAUSE FOR SINGIN' THE BLUES

Some folks will scream bloody murder / With every cut 'n' scratch 'n' scrape or little bruise / They need to take some time and start countin' their blessin's / At least that's my point of view

There'll be No more whinin' or complainin' / No more more bitchin' or bellyachin' / This place that I'm in is a place of my own makin' / These scars are all self-inflicted wounds

ME, I GOT NO CAUSE FOR SINGIN' THE BLUES / IN THIS LIFE WHERE I'M FREE TO CHOOSE / THE PATH THAT I FOLLOW IS FILLED WITH TOMORROWS / I'VE GOT NO CAUSE FOR SINGIN' THE BLUES