I woke up this mornin'
Fixed a cup of smoky brew
My baby done left me
A list of things to do
That’s why I’m here
To make her dreams come true
That’s why I’m here
True love is the antithesis of blue
Stepped out on the car port
Got a nail in my shoe
Started thinkin' 'bout the gospel
How the story is kind and cruel
It was the day after Easter
Jesus was no longer dead
So I hit the highway
With a song in my head
The antithesis of blue
I walked into the kitchen
No denying what was true
I never got one thing done
I had sincerely intended to do
She said, «you always were a wanderer
Honey, that ain’t nothin' new
Go out in the garden and
Cut me some parsley
And fire up the barbeque»
I said, «that's why I’m here
To make your dreams come true
That’s why I’m here»
True love is the antithesis of blue
True love is the antithesis of blue