Singing the Blues - Meshell Ndegeocello, Ruthie Foster

Trying to find a new home

Trying to write a new song

Trying to find a rhythm, that’ll help me

Ooh, wanna get through it

Hmm, keep singing the blues

Everybody’s saying:

«You gotta get a way in!

Go deal with the real stuff»

And I-I-I, it’s gotta be true enough

Yeah, keep singing the blues

Well, you know?!

I’m just passing on

Singing the same old song

Sometimes it feels so right and I don’t feel all alone

But when the music fades and the crowd drives away

I’m starring at the mirror, yeah

Singing the blues

Ohh, staring at the mirror, yeah

Still singing the blues

I got a little up with reggae

And I can lift and appreciate

But I rather be high-old and

Singing the blues

Yeah, I’ve been in and out of soul

Even rock and roll

But a little baby blue play

Never, never gets old and I realized

Boy, I gotta have me some blue blues

Yeah

You know?!

I’m just passing on

Singing the same old song

Sometimes it feels so right and I don’t feel all alone

But when the music fades and the crowd drives away

I’m starring at the mirror

Oh, still Singing the blues

Yeah, staring at the mirror

Still singing the blues

Yeah, I’m just passing on

Singing the same old song

Sometimes it feels so right and I don’t feel all alone

But when the music fades and the crowd drives away

I’m staring at the mirror, yeah

Oh, starring at the mirror

Still singing, still singing, singing

Still singing the blues, singing the blues

Ooh, yeah

Singing the blues, singing the blues

Singing the —

Blues

Yeah