Birth Of The Blues Lyrics - Hank Snow

They heard the breeze in the trees making 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 high 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 and rehearsed it and gave out with the news 

That the southland gave birth of the blues 

That the southland gave birth of the blues