The Blues Is Man, Part 2 Harry Belafonte

The blues ain't got a time or a place
Just a lonely heart and a haunted face
It's a fever or pain you can't erase
'Cause the blues ain't got a time or a place
No the blues ain't got a time or a place
Just a lonely heart and a haunted face

Sometimes you'll see it run by in a glance
Between lovers embraced in a lovers dance
Then it shouts its story way out loud
In the midst of a laughing lonely crowd

Oh the blues ain't got a time or a place
Just a lonely hеart and a haunted face
It's been thru war it's been thru peacе
It's been thru famine and and it's been thru feast

From the jailhouse floor to the winding road
With a high class bore or target of load
It's always kept to each rhythm and rhyme
Or it's back to step for a long, long time

So don't try to dismiss it 'cause it has a way
It's coming back stronger and lingering longer
Till it's here to stay, till it's here to stay
You can't dismiss it, ´cause it has that way
A coming back stronger and lingering longer
Till it's here to stay, till it's here to stay