Oh, they say some people long ago Were searching for a diffrent tune One that they could croon As only they can
They only had the rhythm They started swaying to and fro They didn't know just what to use That is how the blues really began
They heard the breeze in the trees Singing weird melodies And they made that the start, the start of the blues
And from a jail came the wail Of a down-hearted frail And they played that As part of the blues
From a whippoorwill Way up on a hill They took a new note Pushed it through a horn Until it was worn Into a blue note
And then they nursed it They rehearsed it And then sent out that news That the Southland gave birth to the blues
They nursed it And they rehearsed it That the Southland they gave birth to the bluesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.