Blues Is the Color I Play
blue is the color of the harmonica i play
the sound takes ground and is more then i can say
if the blues where you i would play everyday
love notes to you are what i pray
night arrives and still so dark
waiting for the music in the park
the solo is hypnotic to say the least
whispering sound from this harp to feast
i play the way i want to
most of the love i have for you
blue is the color i play
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