A Different Kind Of Sad

I've had rainy days and troubles in my life I've had my share of worries like the next man down the line But I had you to come on home to you were all I had Losing you that's a different kind of sad Losing you ain't like a Monday morning blues It's like waiting for a train that you know has passed on through And I've seen times when every single bit of luck I had was bad Losing you that's a different kind of sad I might feel blue when the fog comes rolling in I might start feeling lonesome when I hear a howling wind But there's nothing that could hurt me even close to half this bad Losing you that's a different kind of sad Losing you ain't like a Monday morning blues It's like waiting for a train that you know has passed on through And I've seen times when every single bit of luck I had was bad Losing you that's a different kind of sad Losing you that's a different kind of sad