Текст песни Song Sung Blue - Roger Whittaker
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
them
out
again,
you
sing
them
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
got
no
choice
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
them
out
again,
you
sing
them
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
got
no
choice
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
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