The song of the bruise

I get the blues when I get 
Bruise It’s never good news.
When you get a bruise
When you go on a cruise
And drink to much booze
Then you fall and get a bruise
That’s the song of the bruise

Let’s all sing a song
Of the bruise maybe
It’s a blues song
The sun will shine
When I take a walk
And then the fog 
Come in and i fall
Over a log so I 
Call someone for help
As I lay here I can hear
A whippoorwill as I lay
Here very still and now
There is a chill from the fog
That’s the song of the bruise.