Besedila: Alan Jackson. Drive. A Little Bluer Than That.

Well, tonight if you turn your radio on
You might hear a sad, sad song
About someone who lost everything they had

It may sound like me
But I'm a little bluer than that

When you look out in the morning, you might see
Clouds rolling by like memories
And a big old sky above you lookin' back

You may think of me
But I'm a little bluer than that

Where did we go wrong? I wish I knew
It haunts me all the time
Now wherever I go and whatever I do
You're always on my mind

I can picture you in his arms tonight
As for me, it don't feel right
To let us fade like some old photograph

It may work for you
But I'm a little bluer than that

Where did we go wrong? I wish I knew
It haunts me all the time
Now wherever I go and whatever I do
You're always on my mind

So tonight if you turn your radio on
You might hear a sad, sad song
About someone who lost everything they had

It may sound like me
But I'm a little bluer than that

You may think of me
But I'm a little bluer than that