They say the whale swallowed Jonah out in the deep blue sea. Sometimes I get that feeling that same old whale has swallowed me.
The sun rise in the East, goes down in the West. Sometimes I get that feeling, every creature needs some rest.
I believe the whale got sick, that's why I have this blues. I do believe one day he will finally turn me loose.
Now if I live, I pray, I don't get killed, I do believe one day I will crawl out of here.