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Lyrics for 'Birth Of The Blues' by 'Perry Como'
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!
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