The Blues

[Part I]

[Verse 1: Randy 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 street and selling his ass for a dollar bag

[Verse 2: Randy Newman]

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 sailor, oh

[Chorus: Randy Newman]

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

He's got the blues

You can hear it, you can hear it

[Part II]

[Verse 1: Paul Simon]

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

[Chorus: Randy Newman & Paul Simon]

He's got the blues, this boy

He's got the blues

You can hear it, you can hear it

He's got the blues, this boy

He's got the blues

[Verse 2: Paul Simon]

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

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus: Randy Newman]

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

He's really got the blues