"The Blues" as written by and Thomas Newman....
He's gonna tell you 'bout his dear old mother
Burned up in a factory in Springfield Mass.
He's gonna tell you 'bout his baby brother
Hustlin' down the city streets
And selling his ass for a dollar bag
He's gonna tell you 'bout his Uncle Neddy
Locked up in a prison out in Oregon
He's gonna tell you 'bout his best friend Eddie
Killed in a bar fight with a pair of Marines
And a sailer
Oh

He's got the blues this boy
Has got the blues
You can hear it in his music
He's got the blues, this boy
He's got the blues
You can hear it, you can hear it

When I was nine years old
My daddy ran away
With a woman he met on a train, oh
His little boy
Ran to the room
Where his piano
Lay in wait for him
He played and he played
He played and he played

He's got the blues, this boy
Has got the blues
You can hear it, you can hear it
He's got the blues, this boy
Has got the blues

A year ago I met a girl
I thought we'd hit a massive groove
But she dumped me
And all we'd hit were the blues

He's got the blues, this boy
He's got the blues
You can hear it in his music
He's got the blues, this boy
Has really got the blues


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"The Blues" as written by Dwayne P. Wiggins Raphael Saadiq

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

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    General CommentA nasty yet very funny parody of confessional singer/songwriters, made all the more scathing by having it done as a duet with none other than Paul Simon. Allegedly one of the few songs Newman regrets writing.
    imperial.bedroomon December 16, 2007   Link

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