(verse 1)
Pick up any morning paper
Turn on the 6 o'clock news
The devil's been so busy lately
That even God must get the blues
(verse 2)
A young man lies there in the street
His life gone like it was nothin' to lose
And for the shoes there on his feet
Yes even God must get the blues
(bridge)
When this rain falls down from heaven, it must be the angels cryin'
For all the sorrow in the world tonight
(verse 3)
(verse 4)
Pick up any evening paper