Lyrics: Alan Jackson. Like Red on a Rose. Good Imitation Of The Blues.

You called it quits and hung up the phone
Now go love the one you choose
And my friends say I should be happy
But if I'm happy, this is a good imitation of the blues

You've threatened to leave one too many times
I'm getting out-a traveling shoes
And now that you are gone, I'm gonna be walking home
With this good imitation of the blues

My friends, all say you're no good without me
And they tell me that's good for you
And they say that I'm just doing fine
This good imitation of the blues

You've threatened to leave one too many times
I'm getting out-a traveling shoes
And now that you are gone, I'm gonna be walking home
With this good imitation of the blues