Texty: Trisha Yearwood. Inside Out. Melancholy Blue.

Ever since I lost you baby I've been here and there
Looking for some piece of mind, can't find it anywhere
I went down to Tunica, played me a little blackjack
Saw a wino on the corner, gave my winnings back

If it was just money baby, I could make it
But living without you, can I take it?
All I see ahead of me is just melancholy blue
'Cause I ain't got no future without you

I went down to Austin, lots of beautiful people there
Could have had a better adventure, I just didn't care
Got a job in California, they sure liked my style
But there's something about that California sun
Reminds me of your smile

If it was just money baby, I could make it
But living without you, can I take it?
All I see ahead of me is just melancholy blue
'Cause I ain't got no future without you

Now and then I go back to Biloxi whenever I feel brave
Visit that little country church down there
Lay some flowers on your grave
You sure got a hold on me, I don't know what to do
I ain't got no future, I can't see my future without you