Under the Spell of the Blues

Under the Spell of the Blues - Chick Webb & his Orchestra/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 YOUR BLUES

FOR I GO AROUND ACTING GAY

SAY IT'S OK

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 GONE

I'M LIKE A LOST CHIMPANZEE

IN MY MISERY

I SAY THAT I'M SATISFIED

NO USED TO HIDE WHAT GOES ON INSIDE

IT'S TRUE

MY HEART IS UNDER THE SPELL OF YOUR BLUES