Song Description
Mid-Tempo Jazz Waltz in Classic Style - the singer sings of turning to music to reflect the mood after yet another relationship breakup, and vows never to fall in love again.
| Song Length |
4:18 |
Genre |
Jazz - General, Jazz - Classic |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Heartbreaking, Troubled |
Subject |
Heartbreak, Loneliness |
| Similar Artists |
Harry Connick Jr. |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1930 - 1939 |
| |
Lyrics
I Let The Blues
In my time, I tried to climb, to reach what's mine
In love and romance, I took a chance,
Fool that I was
Winds would blow, and on I'd go, I didn't know
Where ev'rything ends, without your friends
And that's my loss
Time goes by, I try to find the reason why
And while I'm alone, all on my own
I know it's lame, but all the same, I'll stake my claim
And silently muse, here with my blues
You know that I Let The Blues
Violet hues comfort me
I tell myself somebody else waits for me
Sometimes it's too much and I miss the touch
Of the one I'm dreaming of
But I Let The Blues tell me it's no use
I don't need to be in love
In the herds, I found the birds, I said the words
And I played the part, spoke from the heart
Fool that I was
Thoughtlessly,
they played with me, they shook my tree
And I tumbled down, I hit the ground
And that's my loss
In a while, I learn to smile and maybe I'll
Be happy and then, do it again
I'll lose my brain on Lovers' Lane, I'll try in vain
And I'll pay my dues, I'll have the blues
You know that I Let The Blues
Violet hues comfort me
I tell myself somebody else waits for me
Sometimes it's too much and I miss the touch
Of the one I'm dreaming of
But I Let The Blues tell me it's no use
I don't need to be in love
In the end, I need to mend, I need a friend
To give me advice, that will suffice
Fool that I was
Love has scanned the winning hand,
More often than I care to divulge
But I'd indulge
And that's my loss
My heart spurned,
My fingers burned, my lesson learned
That we two don't mix
I don't like tricks
And if perchance,
I'm asked to dance and make romance
I'll have to refuse, coz I've got the blues
You know that I Let The Blues
Violet hues comfort me
I tell myself somebody else waits for me
Sometimes it's too much and I miss the touch
Of the one I'm dreaming of
But I Let The Blues tell me it's no use
I don't need to be in love
I don't need to be in love
I don't need to be in love