Born to Sing the Blues
Born to sing the blues
So tired an' worn, just singin' the blues
Alone right from the start,
I walked alone with blues in my heart.
True love, (true love) I've never known (I've never known.)
Everything (everything) I do is wrong. (all wrong.)
But wrong, I've always been
It's hard to go on when I never win.
My life, (my life) my destiny, (my destiny.)
Is loneliness (loneliness) and misery. (misery.)
My life, I didn't choose.
I guess, I was born to sing the blues.
The lonesome blues,
The weary blues
Writer/s: Conway Twitty
