Won't you let your hair down

Won't you kick your shoes off

Maybe shake the blues off a while

Or even crack a smile?

Are you reading fortunes

or just reading Nietzsche?

Find another teacher

He ain't worth an apple



But it takes more than the blues to bring me down

Like a lonely house in a nowhere kind of town

A hole in the sky where the rain comes tumbling down

It'll take more than the blues to bring me down



So you like to worry?

You'd better kick the habit

Better reach and grab it

When you feel the sunshine

Are we getting wiser

Or just getting older

When we know the shoulder

we'd most like to cry on