Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Born to sing the blues
So tired an' worn, just singin' the blues
Alone right from the start
I walked alone with blues in my heart
True love, (true love) I've never known (I've never known)
Everything (everything) I do is wrong (all wrong)
But wrong, I've always been
It's hard to go on when I never win
My life, (my life) my destiny, (my destiny)
Is loneliness (loneliness) and misery (misery)
My life, I didn't choose
I guess, I was born to sing the blues
The lonesome blues
The weary blues
Born to Sing the Blues (1957) was written by Conway Twitty.