Song Song Blue
Everybody knows one
Song Song Blue
Every garden grows one
Me and you are subject
to the blues now and then
But when you take the blues
and make a song
You sing them out again
Sing them out again
Song Song Blue
Weeping like a willow
Song Song Blue
Sleeping on my pillow
Funny thing, but you can
sing it with a cry in your voice
And before you know
start to feeling good
You simply got no choice
Me and you are subject to
the blues now and then
But when you take the
blues and make a song
You sing them out again
Song Song Blue
everybody knows one
Song Song Blue
every garden grows one
Me and you are subject
to the blues now and then
But when you take the blues
and make a song
you sing'em out again
Song song blue
song song blue
song song blue
Song Song Blue
Song Song Blue
Song sung blue
