Bluesette Songtext
von Connie Evingson

Poor little sad little blue Bluesette
Don′t you cry, don't you fret
You can bet one lucky day you′ll waken
And your blues will be forsaken
One lovely day lovely love will come your way
Long as there's love in your heart to share
Dear Bluesette, don't despair
Some blue boy is longing just like you
To find someone to be true to
Two loving arms he can nestle in and stay
Well, get set Bluesette, true love is coming
Your troubled heart soon will be humming
Pretty little Bluesette, mustn′t be a mourner
Have you heard the news yet, love′s around the corner
Love wrapped in rainbows and tied with pink ribbon
To make your next springtime your gold wedding ring time


So dry your eyes, don't you pout, don′t you fret
Goody good times are coming Bluesette
Pretty little Bluesette, don't you be a mourner
Have you heard the news yet, love′s around the corner
Love wrapped in rainbows and tied with pink ribbon
To make your next springtime your gold wedding ring time
So dry your eyes, don't you pout, don′t you fret
Goody good times are coming Bluesette
Oh, poor little sad little blue Bluesette
Don't you cry, don't you fret
You can bet one lucky day you′ll waken
And your blues will be forsaken
One lovely day lovely love will come your way
Hey, that magic day just may be today
Bluesette
Pretty little, pretty little Bluesette