The Blues
The blues is oh so true we see it in houses where mad men meet.We hear it in songs of love and cheats of boo'd call's and up beats.
We see it in the eyes of a hungry child, we feel it in our hearts each time a mother speaks.
We watch it on tv from hurricane Katrina to Aids stricken Afirica yet some of us can still sleep.
The blues is oh so true we've all felt it even if it was dancing to another's beat.
The blues's is oh so true and so it shall stay with it's down home groove and rounding beat it's dragging behinds and slow moving feet will dance to the blues until we feel a new beat.
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