The Blues
Writer: Matt Rivers
Genre: Pop, Blues
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Lyrics for – The Blues
Mumma’s singing the blues
Mumma’s singing the blues
Mumma’s singing the blues all over again
Lyrics for – The Blues
Mumma’s singing the blues
Mumma’s singing the blues
Mumma’s singing the blues all over again
Aint that I’m sad
Aint that life is bad
Its just there aint nothing black singing the blues
The blues is like a story
Full of pain and glory
Blues knows just what you been through…
The blues has seen the tears
The blues is kind to fears
The blues is freed to slave man
And be they rich or poor
They all come back for more
The blues don’t ask who you are..
So don’t hide your true feelings
The blues is your healing
Like a preacher
Or the hand of the Lord
Mumma’s singing the blues
Mumma’s singing the blues
Mumma’s singing the blues all over again
If my wife was to leave me
If my best friend was to cheat me
The children run out because the money was all gone
The blues would still be there
The blues would still care
The blues would play my favourite song…
Mumma’s singing the blues
Mumma’s singing the blues
Mumma’s singing the blues all over again
It aint that I’m sad
It aint that life is bad
Its just the way nothing’s black singing the blues
The blues is a call to arms
The blues can lay the palms that justice could walk upon
The blues would comfort a child
They said was so wild
Coz no one
Was there who cared
When all is lost and
All is forsaken
When all that you have has been taken
There is only one thing to do
There is only one thing for you
Sing the blues
Mumma’s singing the blues
Mumma’s singing the blues
Mumma’s singing the blues all over again
It aint that I’m sad
It aint that life is bad
Its just there aint nothing like singing the blues
