Текст песни Song Sung Blue

Song sung blue everybody knows one Song sung blue every garden grows on Me and you are subject to the blues now and then But when you take the blues and make a song you sing 'em out again Sing 'em 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 get the feeling good you simply got no choice [ trumpet - guitar ] Me and you are subject to the blues now and then But when you take the blues and make a song you sing 'em out again Song sung blue weeping like a willow... Song sung blue song sung blue song sung blue