Up above me are the skies Like the twinkle in your eyes There things are the color of the blues In the mail your letter came The ink and paper looked the same Blue must be the color of the blues
Blue birds singing in the trees Seems to sympathize with me For he's not singing like he use to do The pretty water in the sea Still as cold as you left me Yes, blue must be the color of the blues
There's a rainbow over head With more blue than gold and red Blue must be the color angels choose And the blue dress you proudly wore When you left to return no more Blue must be the color of the blues
Blue days come and blue days go How I feel nobody knows Life is pretty empty without you There's a blue note in each song That I sing since you are gone Yes, blue must be the color of the blues.