It's shaping up to be a real fine day
The skies look pretty in the sunshine rays
Tell me how the hell am I feeling blue
The birds are singing and the pines all sway
Church bells are ringing in a real kind way
Tell me how the hell am I feeling blue
Why the hell am I feeling down?
I ain't even got a thing worth bitching about
Must be something wrong inside my head
What the hell will I do now?
I ain't even got a way for me to sort it all out
Must be something wrong inside my head
I'm doing pretty good it's been a real good year
They're paying me to play and that's a damn good fear
Tell me how the hell am I feeling blue
I've got a few good songs and an old guitar
I'm making my money shooting for the stars
Tell me how the hell am I feeling blue
Why the hell am I feeling down?
I got every little thing I ever wanted somehow
Must be something wrong inside my head
What the hell will I do now?
I can't even go a day without a goddamn doubt
Must be the something wrong inside my head
Why the hell am I feeling down?
I ain't even got a thing worth bitching about
Must be something wrong inside my head
What the hell will I do now?
I ain't even got a way for me to sort it all out
Must be something wrong inside my head
Drayton Farley - Something Wrong (Inside My Head) Lyrics
Drayton Farley - Something Wrong (Inside My Head) Lyrics
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It's shaping up to be a real fine day
The skies look pretty in the sunshine rays
Tell me how the hell am I feeling blue
The birds are singing and the pines all sway
Church bells are ringing in a real kind way
Tell me how the hell am I feeling blue
Why the hell am I feeling down?
I ain't even got a thing worth bitching about
Must be something wrong inside my head
What the hell will I do now?
I ain't even got a way for me to sort it all out
Must be something wrong inside my head
I'm doing pretty good it's been a real good year
They're paying me to play and that's a damn good fear
Tell me how the hell am I feeling blue
I've got a few good songs and an old guitar
I'm making my money shooting for the stars
Tell me how the hell am I feeling blue
Why the hell am I feeling down?
I got every little thing I ever wanted somehow
Must be something wrong inside my head
What the hell will I do now?
I can't even go a day without a goddamn doubt
Must be the something wrong inside my head
Why the hell am I feeling down?
I ain't even got a thing worth bitching about
Must be something wrong inside my head
What the hell will I do now?
I ain't even got a way for me to sort it all out
Must be something wrong inside my head
The skies look pretty in the sunshine rays
Tell me how the hell am I feeling blue
The birds are singing and the pines all sway
Church bells are ringing in a real kind way
Tell me how the hell am I feeling blue
Why the hell am I feeling down?
I ain't even got a thing worth bitching about
Must be something wrong inside my head
What the hell will I do now?
I ain't even got a way for me to sort it all out
Must be something wrong inside my head
I'm doing pretty good it's been a real good year
They're paying me to play and that's a damn good fear
Tell me how the hell am I feeling blue
I've got a few good songs and an old guitar
I'm making my money shooting for the stars
Tell me how the hell am I feeling blue
Why the hell am I feeling down?
I got every little thing I ever wanted somehow
Must be something wrong inside my head
What the hell will I do now?
I can't even go a day without a goddamn doubt
Must be the something wrong inside my head
Why the hell am I feeling down?
I ain't even got a thing worth bitching about
Must be something wrong inside my head
What the hell will I do now?
I ain't even got a way for me to sort it all out
Must be something wrong inside my head
Writer: Drayton Farley
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Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.