Текст песни A Different Kind Of Sad - Remastered - Buck Owens

I′ve had rainy days and troubles in my life
I've had my share of worries, like the next man down the line
But I had you to come on home to, you were all I had
Losin′ you, that's a different kind of sad
Losin' you ain′t like the Monday mornin′ blues
It's like waitin′ for a train that you know has passed on through
And I've seen times when every single bit of luck I had was bad
Losin′ you, that's a different kind of sad
I might feel blue when the fog comes rollin′ in
I might start feelin' lonesome when I hear a howlin' wind
But there′s nothin′ that could hurt me even close to half this bad
Losin' you, that′s a different kind of sad
Losin' you ain′t like the Monday mornin' blues
It′s like waitin' for a train that you know has passed on through
And I've seen times when every single bit of luck I had was bad
Losin′ you, that′s a different kind of sad
Losin' you, that′s a different kind of sad