Moody Blue - Elvis Presley

Well, it´s hard to be a gambler, 
Bettin´ on the number, 
That changes every time. 
Well, you think you´re gonna win, 
Think she´s givin´ in, 
A stranger´s all you find. 

Yeah, it´s hard to figure out, 
What she´s all about, 
That she´s woman through and through. 
She´s a complicated lady, 
So color my baby moody blue. 

Oh, moody blue, 
Tell me am I gettin´ through, 
I keep hangin´ on, 
Try to learn the song, 
But I never do. 

Oh, moody blue, 
Tell me who I´m talkin´ to, 
You´re like the night and day, 
And it´s hard to say, 
Which one is you. 

Well, when Monday comes she´s Tuesday, 
When Tuesday comes she´s Wednesday, 
Into another day again. 
Her personality unwinds, 
Just like a ball of twine, 
On a spool that never ends.
 
Just when I think I know her well, 
Her emotions reveal, 
She´s not the person that, 
I though I knew. 
She´s a complicated lady, 
So color my baby moody blue. 

Oh, moody blue, 
Tell me am I gettin´ through, 
I keep hangin´ on, 
Try to learn the song, 
But I never do. 

Oh, moody blue, 
Tell me who I´m talkin´ to, 
You´re like the night and day, 
And it´s hard to say, 
Which one is you. 

I´m afraid of my moody blue. 
Oh, moody blue, 
Tell me who I´m talkin´ to, 
You´re like the night and day, 
And it´s hard to say, 
Which one is you. 

Oh, moody blue, 
Tell me am I gettin´ through, 
I keep hangin´ on, 
Try to learn the song, 
But I never do.