A Way With The Blues

(M. Greaves)



You should be a singer

I swear it's true

No-one could make them

Cry like you

Billie Holliday would pale beside you

Cos you sure got a way with the blues



See you around, dressed to thrill

Smile for me baby

If looks could kill

I bet your boyfriends don't have a clue

That you've sure got a way with the blues



Here I am



With my souvenirs

Standing in the wreckage of eight sweet years

I bet everything in your life must be brand new

Cos you've sure got a way with the blues



You should be a singer

I swear it's true

No-one could make them cry like you

Billie Holliday, Patsy Kline too

I bet even Bessie Smith would pale beside you

Cos you've sure got a way with the blues

Oooh, with the blues