Lyrics Paris Blues - Billy Strayhorn

Paris Blues

Left bank café
Strollin the quays
Watching the boats on the Seine
Come back again
Where is that girl I met
That girl that made me get those
Paris blues and wonder?
Why did I have to roam?
I was so much at home
Ev’ry lovely evening
In a cozy café
Sipping champagne
Along the main boulevards
She was so fine
Just like the wine
Now ev’ry day is black
Please, someone, send her back
So I can lose those Paris blues