Something Wrong (Inside My Head)

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 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