You Picked a Real Bad Time - Single B-Side - 1993

Don't get me wrong,
 I ain't the kind
 To turn away from you
 When something's on your mind.
 But you have to know,
 You just have to see,
 I'm having my troubles, babe,
 And they're all too much for me.
 You picked a real bad time
 To spoil my concentration
 You picked a real bad time
 To pass along the bad news
 Tell me, why you try
 To give me aggravation
 You picked a real bad time
 'Cause this man's got the blues
 Don't get me wrong,
 You're not alone
 And I'd like to help you
 But I've got problems of my own
 It's a bitter phase
 I'm going through
 And I can run from strangers, darlin',
 But I just can't hide from you.
 You picked a real bad time
 To spoil my concentration
 You picked a real bad time
 To pass along the bad news
 Tell me, why you try
 To give me aggravation
 You picked a real bad time
 And I got time to lose
 Ain't it the truth
 When they say
 That the only thing worth dying for
 Is our freedom
 Ain't it the proof
 That someday
 We will all be lying on our backs
 Free at last from income tax
 Don't you get me wrong
 The mood won't last
 And I'll be myself again
 Soon as this pain has passed
 And I'm standing here,
 Don't ask me how,
 I'll make it up to you,
 Someday but not right now
 You picked a real bad time
 To spoil my concentration
 You picked a real bad time
 To pass along the bad news
 You caused a real hard line
 To invade my isolation
 You picked a real bad time
 'Cause this man's got the blues
 Ain't it the truth
 When they say
 All you need is love but all you'll want is forgiveness
 Ain't it the proof
 That someday
 Even love will not provide for man
 The way that life insurance can
 You picked a real bad time
 To spoil my concentration
 You picked a real bad time
 To pass along the bad news
 Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
 Why you tryin' to give me aggravation
 You picked a real bad time, cause this man's got the blues.