Birth Of The Blues Lyrics

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 a hill They took a new note
Pushed it through a horn till it was worn into a blue note

And then they nursed it, rehearsed it
and gave out the news
That the Southland gave birth to the blues

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