I'd Rather Have the Blues (The Blues from 'kiss Me Deadly') - Nat King Cole, Nelson Riddle And His Orchestra

The night is mighty chilly

And conversation seems pretty silly

I feel so mean and rot

I’d rather have the blues than what I’ve got

The room is dark and gloomy

You don’t know what you’re doing to me The web has got me caught

I’d rather have the blues than what I’ve got

All night I walk the city

Watching the people go by

I try to sing a little ditty

But all that comes out is a sigh

The street looks very frightening

The rain begins and then comes lightning

It seems love’s gone to pot

I’d rather have the blues than what I’ve got

All night I walk the city

Watching the people go by

I try to sing a little ditty

But all that comes out is a sigh

The wind is blowing colder

It looks like love is stale and older

My luck don’t look so hot

I’d rather have the blues than what I’ve got