Up above me are the skies

Like the twinkle in your eyes

These things are the color of the blues

In the mail your letter came

The ink and paper looked the same

Blue must be the color of the blues

Blue bird sitting in the tree

Seems to sympathize with me

He's not singing like he used to do

Pretty waters in the sea

Feel as cold as you left me

Blue must be the color of the blues

Blue days come and blue days go

How I feel nobody knows

Life is oh so empty without you

There's a blue note in each song

That I sing since you are gone

Blue must be the color of the blues