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Oh! they say some people long ago
Were searching for a different tune,
One that they could croon
As only they can.

They only had the rhythm so
They started swaying to and fro.
They didn`t know just what they had
And that is how the blues really began:

They heard the breeze in the trees
Singing weird melodies
And they made that
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 out on a hill,
They took a new note,
Pushed it through a horn
'til it was born into a blue note.

And then they nursed it, rehearsed it,
And gave out the news
That the southland
Gave birth to the blues!

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