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Oh! They say some people long ago
Were searching for a diff'rent 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 to use
But that is how the blues really began
This is the way the blues began

They heard the breeze in the trees
Singing weird melodies
And they made that
Just the start of the blues.

Then from a jail there came a wail
From of a down hearted frail,
And they played that
As a part of the blues.

Now from a whippoorwill
Sitting high on a hill,
They took a new note,
And they pushed it to a horn
Until it was born into a blue note.

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

From a whippoorwill
High on a hill,
They grab a new note,
And they pushed it to a horn
Until 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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