There's a bottle of wine in the kitchen If you feel like hanging around We can watch the rain on the window We can burn your blues to the ground Blowing the blues away
If you got shot down by a bad man Baby I can bring you around I can lay on love like a mad man I can burn your blues to the ground
I liked you better in your rags, Cinderella 'Cause that's when you like to play Drying up a rainy day Blowing the blues away Drying up a rainy day Blowing the blues away Mama would you like to play Blowing the blues away
