Buddy Rich
Birth of the Blues
Oh, they say some people long agoWere searching for a different tuneOne that they could croonAs only they canThey only had the rhythmSo they started swaying to and froThey didn't know just what to useThat is how the blues really beganThey heard the breeze in the treesSinging weird melodiesAnd they made that the start of the bluesAnd from a jail came the wailOf a down-hearted frailAnd they played thatAs part of the bluesFrom a whippoorwillOut on a hillThey took a new notePushed it through a horn'Til it was wornInto a blue noteAnd then they nursed it, rehearsed itAnd gave out the newsThat the Southland gave birth to the blues!
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