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Birth of the Blues - Studio Musicians
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
And they Pushed it through a horn
'Til it was born into a blue note
And then they nursed it rehearsed it
And gave out the news
That the southland
Gave birth to the blues
From a whippoorwill out on a hill
They took a new note
And they Pushed it through a horn
'Til it was born into a blue note
And then they nursed it rehearsed it
And when they ready they gave out the news
That the southland
Gave birth to the blues
And then they nursed it rehearsed it
And gave out the news
That the southland
Gave birth to the blues
From a whippoorwill out on a hill
They took a new note
And they Pushed it through a horn
'Til it was born into a blue note
Everybody they nursed it rehearsed it
And when they ready they gave out the news
That the southland
Gave birth to the blues
And then they nursed it rehearsed it
And gave out the news
That the southland
Gave birth the brith to the blues