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The Blues (Prok & Fitch Classic Remix)
It's a blues year And America has got the blues
America provided the atmosphere for the blues and the blues was born The blues was born on the American wilderness The blues was born on the beaches where the slave ships docked Born on the slave man's auction block The blues was born and carried on the howling wind The blues grew up a slave
Then the blues was born
It's a blues year And America has got the blues
America provided the atmosphere for the blues and the blues was born The blues was born on the American wilderness The blues was born on the beaches where the slave ships docked Born on the slave man's auction block The blues was born and carried on the howling wind The blues grew up a slave
And we would be silly in all our knowledge In all our self-righteous knowledge When we sit back and laugh and mock the things that happen in our lives To accept anything less than the truth
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The blues grew up in small town deprivation The blues grew up in big city isolation The blues grew up in the nightmares of the white man The blues grew up in the blues singing of Bessie and Billie and Ma The blues grew up in Satchmo's horn, on Duke's piano and Langston's poetry, on Robeson's baritone
The point is That the blues has grown The blues is grown now, full grown And you can trace the evolution of the blues On a parallel line with the evolution of this country From Plymouth Rock to acid-rock From 13 states to Watergate The blues is grown But not the home The blues is grown But the country has not The blues remembers everything the country forgot
And we would be silly in all our knowledge In all our self-righteous knowledge When we sit back and laugh and mock the things that happen in our lives To accept anything less than the truth
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