I Gotta Right to Sing the
Blues
I gotta right to sing the
blues,
I gotta right to feel low-down,
I gotta right t' hang
around,
down around the river . .
.
A certain gal in this ol'
town,
keeps draggin' my poor heart around,
All I see for me, is misery
. . .
I gotta right to sing the
blues,
I gotta right to moan and sigh,
I gotta right to sit and
cry,
down around the river . .
.
I kno' the deep blue sea,
will soon be callin' me,
It must be love, say what
you choose,
I gotta right to sing the
blues!
(
doo doo, doo doo doo, doo doo, doo doo doo )
( He's gotta right to
sing the blues )
I gotta right to sing the blues!
( He's gotta right to
moan and sigh )
I gotta right t' moan and sigh!
( He's gotta right to
sit an' cry )
sit an' cryin' down along the river!
I kno' the deep blue sea,
will soon be callin' me,
It must be love, say what
you choose,
I gotta right to sing the
blues . . . the blues,
I gotta right
( the
right! )
tonight
( tonight! )
I gotta right to sing the
blues!
(
doo doo, doo doo, doo wah! )
Music by
Harold Arlen
with lyrics by
Ted Koehler, 1932
Harms Inc.
 
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