Oh, they say some people long ago
Were lookin′ for a different tune
One that they could croon
As only they can
They only had the rhythm so
They started swayin' to and fro
They didn′t know just what to use
But this is how the blues really began
This is the way the blues began, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
At least this is what Ray Charles told me
They heard the breeze through the trees
Singing weird melodies
And they named that just the start of the blues
Then from a jail, there came a wail
From a down-hearted frail
And they played that as a part of the blues
Now, from a whippoorwill sittin' high on a hill
They grabbed a new note
Man, they pushed it through a horn
'Til it was worn into a blue note
You better believe me, they nursed it
And they rehearsed it, and then
Then they gave out the news
That the Southland really gave birth to the blues
From a whippoorwill high on a hill
They grabbed a new note, and, baby
Pushed it through a horn
′Til it was worn into a blue note
Now everybody all together, they nursed it
They rehearsed it and when they were ready
They gave out the news
That the Southland gave birth to the blues
Well, the nurse, rehearsed and gave out the news
That, that old Southland gave birth to the blues
They gave birth to the blues
Hey, that was a gas, I hate to be a bore, could we take it, Morty, from number 57?
And then they nursed it, they rehearsed it
When they were ready, they gave out the news
That the Southland gave birth to the blues
Don′t you know that they nursed, rehearsed and gave out the news
That, that old Southland gave birth to the blues?
Writer(s): Ray Henderson, Lew Brown, B. G. De Sylva Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
