Birth Of The Blues

Birth Of The Blues - Perry Como (佩裏·科莫)

Written by：DeSylva/George Gard DeSylva

Oh they say some

People long ago

Were searching for

A different tune

One that they could croon

As only they can

They only had the

Rhythm so

They started swaying

To and from

They didn't know just

What to use

That is how the blues

Really began

They heard the breeze

In the trees

Singing 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

Pushed it through a horn

Till it was worn

Into a blue note

An then they nursed it

And rehearsed it

And gave out the news

That the southland

Gave birth to the blues

Oh the breeze from the trees

A wail from the jail

A buzz from the cousin

Of a nightingale

And southland

Gave birth to the blues