It's Called the Blues (Live)
When I get downhearted
And life gets in the way
I pick up my horn
Begin to sing and play
Blues every time
Night becomes to day
It ain't about the color
It ain't about the mood
It's all about the feel
It's called the blues
Sometimes life is hard
There aint'no easy way
But you gotta play your part
Face the challenge or fade away
Blues is all around us
Every night and every day
It ain't about the color
It ain't about the mood
It's all about the feel
It's called the blues
If you think this is true
You know just how it feels
Just to be blue
That's a real deal
Sing it from your heart
Let your soul come on take part
It ain't about the color
It ain't about the mood
It's all about the feel
It's called the blues
Blues wipes your tears away
It holds your hand
Makes you sing your heart out
Sing loud if you can
Really heal your mind
Stop it from going blind
It ain't about the color
It ain't about the mood
It's all about the feel
It's called the blues
Blues sings of sadness
It sings about joy
It sings about heartaches
It sings of being coy
It sings about the hate
And love between a girl and boy
It ain't about the color
It ain't about the mood
It's all about the feel
It's called the blues
Blues fights to the end
Die with boots on
It'll be your friend
When life goes wrong
It sends a message out
Sends it out so strong!
It ain't about the color
It ain't about the mood
It's all about the feel
It's called the blues
And life gets in the way
I pick up my horn
Begin to sing and play
Blues every time
Night becomes to day
It ain't about the color
It ain't about the mood
It's all about the feel
It's called the blues
Sometimes life is hard
There aint'no easy way
But you gotta play your part
Face the challenge or fade away
Blues is all around us
Every night and every day
It ain't about the color
It ain't about the mood
It's all about the feel
It's called the blues
If you think this is true
You know just how it feels
Just to be blue
That's a real deal
Sing it from your heart
Let your soul come on take part
It ain't about the color
It ain't about the mood
It's all about the feel
It's called the blues
Blues wipes your tears away
It holds your hand
Makes you sing your heart out
Sing loud if you can
Really heal your mind
Stop it from going blind
It ain't about the color
It ain't about the mood
It's all about the feel
It's called the blues
Blues sings of sadness
It sings about joy
It sings about heartaches
It sings of being coy
It sings about the hate
And love between a girl and boy
It ain't about the color
It ain't about the mood
It's all about the feel
It's called the blues
Blues fights to the end
Die with boots on
It'll be your friend
When life goes wrong
It sends a message out
Sends it out so strong!
It ain't about the color
It ain't about the mood
It's all about the feel
It's called the blues
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Perello, Jens Hoelgaard
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