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Song sung blue, everybody knows one.
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Song sung blue, every garden grows one.
E7 A
Me and you are subject to, the blues now and then,
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But when you take the blues and make a song,
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You sing them out again, sing them out again,
E B
Song sung blue, weepin' like a willow,
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Song sung blue, sleepin' on my pillow.
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Funny thing, but you can sing it with a cry in your voice,
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And before you know it start to feelin' good, You simply got no choice.
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E7 A
Funny thing, but you can sing it with a cry in your voice,
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And before you know it start to feelin' good, you simply got no
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choice.
E B
Song sung blue, weepin' like a willow,
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Song sung blue, sleepin' on my pillow.
E7 A
Funny thing, but you can sing it with a cry in your voice,
B E
And before you know it start to feelin' good, you simply got no choice....
Written by Neil Diamond