Lyrics: Chicago. Chicago VIII. Ain't It Blue?.

(R. Lamm)

Done the things I said I would
Some of them were pretty good
Suddenly they changed the game
I only know it's not the same no more
I don't know what to do the rules I knew
Ain't it sad
Ain't it sad
Ain't it true
Ain't it true
Ain't it blue
Ain't it blue
The life I live is pretty nice
Of course I had to pay a price
Lots of folks depend on me
Erase all kinds of slavery
I don't know what to do the rules I knew
Ain't it sad
Ain't it sad
Ain't it true
Ain't it true
Ain't it blue
Ain't it blue
Ain't it blue
Sometimes I want to walk away
I felt like that just yesterday
But when this song is in my head
I try my best 'till I'm dead and gone
I don't know what to do the rules I knew
Ain't it sad
Ain't it sad
Ain't it true
Ain't it true
Ain't it blue
Ain't it blue
Ain't it blue