Oh.... they say some people along agoWhere lookin' for a different tuneOne that they could coonAs only they canThey only had the rhythmSo, they started swingin' to and froThey didn't know just what to useBut this is how the bluesReally began
This is the way the blues began
They... heard... the breezeThrough the treesSinging weird melodiesAnd they named thatJust the start of the blues
Then from a jailThere came a wailFrom a down-heart frailAnd they played thatAs a part of the blues
Now from a whippoorwillSittin' high on a hillThey took a new noteAnd they pushed it through a hornUntil it was worn into a blue note
And they nursed itYeah, rehearsed itAnd then gave out the newsThat the South LandReally gave birth to the blues
From a whippoorwillHigh on a hillThey grabbed a new noteAnd they pushed it through a hornUntil it was worn into a blue note
And then they nursed itOh, rehearsed itAnd then gave out the newsThat the South LandGave birth to the blues
Everybody they nursed itRehearsed itAnd gave out the newsThat, that old South LandGave birth, birth to the blues
