Oh they say some people long agoWere searching for a different tuneOne that they could croon as only they can They heard the breeze in the treesSinging weird melodiesAnd they made that the start of the blues And from a jail came the wailOf a down-hearted frailAnd they played that as part of the blues From a whippoorwill out on a hillThey took a new notePushed it through a horn till it was worn into a blue noteAnd then they nursed it, rehearsed itAnd gave out the newsThat the Southland gave birth to the blues
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