Pete Kelly's Blues - Ella Fitzgerald

There are sad things

There are bad things the blues

When they threaten

Just start betting you'll lose

You hide yourself behind a prayer

The blues'll come

And they'll find you there

I mean the blues

They call Pete Kelly's Blues

That news there's no exit

You can try the whether blues

If you're born with

You will die with the blues

Think what you choose

That happy dream is yours they say

If you can pay the dues

That's why I'm stuck with

Fresh outta luck with the blues

Blues blues

Call them blues