Heard the blues on the radio Man it hits me like a hammer blow I had a friend he played guitar Got on the road and we hit the charts We made the dice and we scored the dope We drove the back roads earning our dough Yes the blues is a bad habit Shows no mercy when you get it Yes the blues is a bad habit Just another whistle-stop White line fever will drop the clock Time pa**es by and sleep won't come So many places to do our songs Yes the blues is a bad habit Shows no mercy when you get it Yes the blues is a bad habit Last night we slept at the heartbreak hotel For some reasons we didn't feel too well Time's running out getting older every day The only thing that's left for us is hit the road and play Yes the blues is a bad habit Shows no mercy when you get it Yes the blues is a bad habit