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The Birth of the Blues - Gordon MacRae
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 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 that news
That the Southland gave birth to 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
And they rehearsed it
And then they gave out that news
That the Southland gave birth to the blues
Oh the Southland gave birth to the blues