She packed her bags and moved to Florida I've been blue since she's been gone And this bowling green motel room Is now my old Kentucky home All she left me was some whiskey And these funny cigarettes she rolled It must have been her main intention To watch our dreams go up in smoke It's another blue gra** morning I'm gonna blow my mind away In this smoke old motel room looks Like it's gonna be another blue gra** day She's soakin' up the sun in Florida I'm smokin' up this motel room She's sippin' drinks down by the ocean I'm guzzlin' blue Kentucky moon It's another blue gra** morning...