Swan Lake, Op. 20, Act I: No. 4d, Pas de trois. Moderato

You ain't never been blue; no, no, no,

You ain't never been blue,

Till you've had that mood indigo.

That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes

While I just sit here and sigh, "Go 'long blues".

I always get that mood indigo,

Since my baby said goodbye.

And in the evenin' when the lights are low,

I'm so lonely I could cry.

'Cause there's nobody who cares about me,

I'm just a poor fool that's bluer than blue can be.

When I get that mood indigo,

I could lay me down and die.

You ain't never been blue; no, no, no,

You ain't never been blue,

Till you've had that mood indigo.

That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes

While I just sit here and sigh, "Go 'long blues".