Lyrics - Paris Blues by Ellington Duke

Left bank café,
Strollin the quays,
Watching the boats on the
Seinecome back again.
Where is that girl
I met,
That girl that made me get those
Paris blues and wonder?
Why did
I have to roam?
I was so much at home,
Ev'ry lovely eveningin a cozy café,
Sipping champagnealong the main boulevards.
She was so fine,just like the wine.
Now ev'ry day is black.
Please, someone, send her backso
I can lose those
Paris blues.

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