I'd Rather Have the Blues

                                    The street looks very frightening
                                    The rain begins and then comes lightning  
                                    It seems love's gone to pot
                                    I'd rather have the blues than what i've got

                                    The wind is blowing colder
                                    It looks like love is stale and older
                                    My luck don't look so hot
                                    I'd rather have the blues than what i've got

I'd Rather Have the Blues
(De Vol)
Nat King Cole
1955

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Pittsburgh 1946
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