Pillow Blues

Song sung blue, everybody knows one

Song sung blue, every garden grows one

Me and you are subject to

The blues now and then

But when you take the blues

And make a song

You sing 'em out again

You sing 'em out again

Song sung blue, weeping like a willow

Song sung blue, sleeping on my pillow

Funny thing,

But you can sing it with a cry in your voice

And before you know it get to feeling good

You simply got no choice

Me and you are subject to

The blues now and then

But when you take the blues

And make a song

You sing 'em out again

Song sung blue, weeping like a willow

Song sung blue, sleeping on my pillow

Funny thing,

But you can sing it with a cry in your voice

And before you know it start to feeling good

You simply got no choice

Song sung blue

Song sung blue

Funny thing,

But you can sing it with a cry in your voice