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Man, what a tough kinda year it's been
Keep on bluffin', but I just can't win
Drowned my sorrows, but they learned to swim
Man, what a tough kinda year it's been
Head in the clouds, I got my heart in the case
Yeah, it's gettin' harder to act my age
Play a sad song on a tiny violin
For the man at the church confessin' his sins
I need some good news
Sittin' here, feelin' the cold truth
Nobody knows what I'm goin' through
Bet the devil wouldn't walk in my shoes
Wish someone told me
Livin' this life would be lonely
Tryna get away from the old me
Still stuck singin' these blues
All I really need is a little good news
Love keeps knockin', but I just stay home
'Cause I ain't pickin' no flowers from the seeds that I've sown
They say it gets darker when you're coverin' those doors
Still lookin' for the right at the end of my wrongs
At the end of my wrongs
I need some good news
Sittin' here, feelin' the cold truth
Nobody knows what I'm goin' through
Bet the devil wouldn't walk in my shoes
Wish someone told me
Livin' this life would be lonely
Tryna get away from the old me
Still stuck singin' these blues
All I really need is a little good news
Is a little good news (hey)
Ooh, oh
(Hey, ho)
I need some good news
Sittin' here, feelin' the cold truth
Nobody knows what I'm goin' through
Bet the devil wouldn't walk in my shoes
Wish someone told me
Livin' this life would be lonely
Tryna get away from the old me
Still stuck singin' these blues
All I really need is a little good news
All I really need is a little
Somethin' bring me back to the middle
All I really need is a little good news
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