Little Boy Blue
Little boy blue I feel your hue
Just don't let um do it do it to you
Down at the museum just a splaining
What pain to feel from a painting
Thought I knew what was art
Then I found my beating heart
Kept it pumping with some jumping
Fired it up with faith in something
Cried out to be home on the range
Dried them tears with a lil sangin'
Ah oo
Ohhh lil boy blue
No stranger will do
No danger will pursue
I tell you the truth
How can you believe
What you're told to see
Ain't you suspicious
Of being deceived
The tracks of this train
Only go one of two ways
All aboard if you wanna be ok
My insides turn so hard to express
Why I think the answers in our chest
Ah oo
These holy chapters that we read
They all live deep in you and me
These holy chapters that we read
They all live deep in you and me
Little boy blue I feel your hue
Just don't let um do it do it to you
Down at the museum just a splaining
What pain to feel from a painting
Thought I knew what was art
Then I found my beating heart
Kept it pumping with some jumping
Fired it up with faith in something
Cried out to be home on the range
Dried them tears with a lil sangin
Ah oo
Just don't let um do it do it to you
Down at the museum just a splaining
What pain to feel from a painting
Thought I knew what was art
Then I found my beating heart
Kept it pumping with some jumping
Fired it up with faith in something
Cried out to be home on the range
Dried them tears with a lil sangin'
Ah oo
Ohhh lil boy blue
No stranger will do
No danger will pursue
I tell you the truth
How can you believe
What you're told to see
Ain't you suspicious
Of being deceived
The tracks of this train
Only go one of two ways
All aboard if you wanna be ok
My insides turn so hard to express
Why I think the answers in our chest
Ah oo
These holy chapters that we read
They all live deep in you and me
These holy chapters that we read
They all live deep in you and me
Little boy blue I feel your hue
Just don't let um do it do it to you
Down at the museum just a splaining
What pain to feel from a painting
Thought I knew what was art
Then I found my beating heart
Kept it pumping with some jumping
Fired it up with faith in something
Cried out to be home on the range
Dried them tears with a lil sangin
Ah oo
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Writer(s): Daniel Webster
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