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