paroles de chanson Birth Of The Blues - Randy Travis
                                                Oh, 
                                                they 
                                                say 
                                                some 
                                                people 
                                                long 
                                                ago
 
                                    
                                
                                                Were 
                                                searching 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                different 
                                                tune
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                that 
                                                they 
                                                could 
                                                croon 
                                                as 
                                                only 
                                                they 
                                                can
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                heard 
                                                the 
                                                breeze 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                trees
 
                                    
                                
                                                Singing 
                                                weird 
                                                melodies
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                they 
                                                made 
                                                that 
                                                the 
                                                start 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                blues
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                from 
                                                    a 
                                                jail 
                                                came 
                                                the 
                                                wail
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                    a 
                                                down-hearted 
                                                frail
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                they 
                                                played 
                                                that 
                                                as 
                                                part 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                blues
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                    a 
                                                whippoorwill 
                                                out 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                hill
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                took 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                note
 
                                    
                                
                                                Pushed 
                                                it 
                                                through 
                                                    a 
                                                horn
 
                                    
                                
                                                Till 
                                                it 
                                                was 
                                                worn 
                                                into 
                                                    a 
                                                blue 
                                                note
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                then 
                                                they 
                                                nursed 
                                                it, 
                                                rehearsed 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                gave 
                                                out 
                                                the 
                                                news
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                the 
                                                Southland 
                                                gave 
                                                birth 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                blues
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Heroes And Friends
2 Do I Ever Cross Your Mind
3 Do I Ever Cross Your Mind
4 Birth Of The Blues
5 Birth of the Blues
6 All Night Long
7 All Night Long
8 The Human Race
9 The Human Race
10 Shopping For Dresses
11 Shopping for Dresses
12 Waiting on the Light to Change
13 Waiting On The Light To Change
14 A Few Ole Country Boys
15 A Few Ole Country Boys
16 Walk Our Own Road
17 Walk Our Own Road
18 We're Strangers Again
19 Smokin' the Hive
20 Smokin' The Hive
21 Come See About Me
22 Come See About Me
23 Happy Trails
24 Happy Trails
25 Heroes And Friends (Reprise)
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