next springtime your gold wedding ring time. So dry your eyes don't cha peut don't cha fret Goody good times are coming Bluesette Get set, Bluesette
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 Some lucky
Übersetzung: Ray Charles. Bluesette.
Übersetzung: Norman Gimbel. Bluesette.
