Under the Spell of the Blues

Under the Spell of the Blues - Ella Fitzgerald

I turn my head to the sky

When you pass by

But I want to cry

Because my heart is under the spell of the blues

Or I go around acting gay

Say it's okay

Pretending each day

Though I'm alone and under the spell of the blues

Since we're apart

The dawn

Brings only heartache to me

You're born

I'm like a ship lost at sea

With ny misery

I say that I'm satisfied

No use to hide

What goes on inside

Is true

My heart is under the spell of the blues

I say that I'm satisfied

No use to hide

What goes on inside

Is true

My heart is under the spell of the blues