Birth Of The Blues lyrics
Song information
Artist: Perry Como Album: Saturday Night With Mr. C.
Lyrics
Oh . . . they say some people long ago Were searchin' for a diff'rent tune One that they could croon As only they can . .
They only had the rhythm . . . so They started swayin' 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 Singin' 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 the hill They took a new note ( whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill . . . ) Pushed it through a horn 'till it was worn Into a blue note . . . ( whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill . . . )
An' then they nursed it, and rehearsed it And gave out the news That the "southland" . . Gave birth to the blues!
( shout out the wonderful news! )
Oh, the breeze from the trees A wail from the jail A buzz from the cousin of a nightin'gale And "southland" ( hello, hello! ) Gave birth to the blues!
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"Saturday Night With Mr. C." album track list
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