Blue Serge
Ah, Blue Serge–
The flavour of jazz
Lay it low and dreamy
Soft and blue–
A breathy saxophone cries grief
Lifting me from the ground
And brass lays hard and sharp
With the generous Duke's soul behind.
The flavour of jazz
Lay it low and dreamy
Soft and blue–
A breathy saxophone cries grief
Lifting me from the ground
And brass lays hard and sharp
With the generous Duke's soul behind.
Copyright © 1980, 1996--after Duke Ellington by the Wordsmith