I'm worried about the future, I'm haunted by the past

Ain't crazy 'bout the present and I pray that it can't last

But don't worry now, 'cause I ain't got that much to lose

Through my veins runs the sorrow, I'm infected with the blues

I went to see the preacher and I dropped down to my knees

I said preacher can you help me to put my soul at ease

He said son, I'd like to help you but there's no good I can bring

Those who sleep out with the jackals never hear the angels sing

But don't worry son, you don't have that much to lose

nobody wants a soul who's infected with the blues

Way off in the distance, I used to see a light

but now that light has vanished in the darkness of the night

When the soul begins to wander and the body is its jail,

it will lay that body down to break out of its cell.

But don't worry now, 'cause I ain't got that much to lose

Through my veins runs the sorrow, I'm infected with the blues