Some folks were meant to live in clover But they are such a chosen few And clover being green Is something I have never seen 'Cause I was born to be blue When there is a yellow moon above me They say there is moonbeams hush with dew But moonbeams being gold Is something I can't behold 'Cause I was born to be blue When I met you The world was bright and sunny When you left the curtain fell I like to laugh but nothing strikes me funny Now my world is a faded pastel Well I guess I'm luckier than some folks I've known the thrill of loving you And that alone is more Than I was created for 'Cause I was born to be blue
Some folks were meant to live in clover But they are such a chosen few And clover being green Is something I have never seen 'Cause I was born to be blue When there is a yellow moon above me They say there is moonbeams hush with dew But moonbeams being gold Is something I can't behold 'Cause I was born to be blue When I met you The world was bright and sunny When you left the curtain fell I like to laugh but nothing strikes me funny Now my world is a faded pastel Well I guess I'm luckier than some folks I've known the thrill of loving you And that alone is more Than I was created for 'Cause I was born to be blue
