The Birth of the Blues

Oh... they say some people along ago Where lookin' for a different tune One that they could coon As only they can They only had the rhythm So, they started swingin' 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 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-heart frail And they played that As a part of the blues Now from a whippoorwill Sittin' high on a hill They took a new note And they pushed it through a horn Until it was worn into a blue note And they nursed it Yeah, rehearsed it And then gave out the news That the South Land Really gave birth to the blues From a whippoorwill High on a hill They grabbed a new note And they pushed it through a horn Until it was worn into a blue note And then they nursed it Oh, rehearsed it And then gave out the news That the South Land Gave birth to the blues Everybody they nursed it Rehearsed it And gave out the news That, that old South Land Gave birth, birth to the blues