Well I was born a blue melody. A little song my mama sang to me it was a blue melody. Such a blue you've never seen. There is no wealth that can buy my pride there is no pain that can cleanse my soul. No just a blue melody sailing far away from me. One summer morning I was raised but I don't know. One summer morning I was left but I don't know. One summer morning so all alone. Late in the evening I'll sing in your dreaming down from the mountains along with the breezes. So close inside I love blue smiles. So if you hear that blue melody won't you please send it home to me. It's just my blue melody calling far away to me.