(Mel Torme and R. Wells)
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Some folks were meant to live in clover
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But they are such a chosen few, chosen few
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And clover being green
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Is something I've never seen
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Cause I was born to be blue
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When there's a yellow moon above me
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They say there's moonbeams I should view, I should view
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But moonbeams being gold
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Are something I can't behold
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Cause I was born to be blue
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When I met you
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The world was bright and sunny
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When you left the curtain fell
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I'd like to laugh
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But nothing strikes me funny
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Now my world's a faded pastel, oh well
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I guess I'm luckier than some folks
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Woo woo woo
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I've known the thrill of lovin' you, lovin' you
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And that alone is more than I was created for
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Cause I was born to be blue
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When I met you
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The world was bright and sunny
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When you left the curtain fell
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I'd like to laugh
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But nothing strikes me funny
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Now my world's a faded pastel, oh well
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I guess I'm luckier than some folks
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I've known the thrill of lovin' you, lovin' you
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And that alone is more than I was created for
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Cause I was born to be blue
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Woo woo
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Born To Be Blue
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| The Steve Miller Band |
