MOODY BLUE Elvis Presley



Well, it's hard to be a gambler, Bettin' on the number, That changes every time, Well, you think you're gonna win, Think she's givin' in, A stranger's all you find, Yeah, it's hard to figure out, What she's all about, That she's a women through and through, She's a complicated lady, so color my baby moody blue.

Oh, moody blue, Tell me, am I gettin' through, I keep hangin' on, Try to learn the song, But I never do. Oh, moody blue, Tell me who I'm talkin' to, You're like the day and night, And it's hard to say, Which one is you.

Well, when Monday comes she's Tuesday, When Tuesday comes she's Wednesday, Into another day again, Her personality unwinds, Just like a ball of twine, On a spool that never ends, Just when I think I know her well, Her emotions reveal, She's not the person that, I thought I knew, She's a complicated lady, so color my baby moody blue.

Oh, moody blue, Tell me, am I gettin' through, I keep hangin' on, Try to learn the song, But I never do. Oh, moody blue, Tell me who I'm talkin' to, You're like the night and day, And it's hard to say, Which one is you.