Blue
Pigfarmer Jr
Blue is the color on my mind
Soon we will all run out of time
Few are the true friends we can find
From the way our friends in common talk about you
The skies are hidden by the gray
Hiding, the sun won't shine today
And I hear all the words they say
I feel like this because of the way they talk about you
And the colors don't look the same
When I hear them say your name
And the whiskey and the river both run dry
Blue is the color on my mind
Soon we will all run out of time
Few are the true friends we can find
From the way our friends in common talk about you
From the way our friends in common talk about you