(Appreciated when listening to Blue Monk, by Charlie Parker)
I got the Blues
And I accuse
You of leading them to me
They're what you choose
Always to use
Anytime we disagree
I call 'em my Blues
They're the kind that you design
And then lay on me as mine
I got the blues
I tried to lose
Soon as they began to show
With their bad news
But they refuse
To excuse me and let go
They say they're my Blues
It's with me that they belong
Because you've done me so wrong
I got the blues
Heaping abuse
On my spirits night and day
You're the one who's
Given' them clues
As to how to stick and stay
They say they're My Blues
Their prescription you renew
By the dirty stuff you do
Paying high dues
Crying my blues
Blues I've come to feel I own
Sobbing my tears
Confirms my fears
They belong to me alone
Oh Yes, they are my Blues
Saddest blues were ever blown
Baddest azures ever shown