Some folks were meant to live in clover,
But they are such a chosen few.
And clover being green is something I`ve never seen
`Cause I was born to be blue.
When there`s a yellow moon above me,
They say there`s moonbeams I should view
But moonbeams being gold are something I can`t behold
`Cause I was born to be blue.
When I met you the world was bright and sunny
When you left the curtain fell
I`d like to laugh but nothing strikes me funny
Now my world`s a faded pastel
Well, I guess I`m luckier than some folks,
I`ve known the thrill of loving you.
And that alone is more than I was created for
`Cause I was born to be blue.