The Sons of the Pioneers Follow

Blue Prairie (1936 version)

Blue prairie,
Blue echoes ring,
Blue as I sing
Of a longing
Blue as you.

Weary day and lonely night,
Seems to say that nothing's right.
Everything is feeling blue.
Here in my very soul I feel it too.

Far in the distant hills I hear a cry,
Then a silent hush, but no reply.
Prairie, won't you tell me true,
Why are they spreading this gloomy blanket of blue
Over you?

Blue prairie,
Blue are the skies,
Blue are the sighs
Of the night wind, calling...

Blue prairie,
Blue are the hills,
Blue are the trills
of the night bird, calling...

Every beating heart
Beats a rhythm that is blue,
And the moon has cast a blue reflection
In the dew.
So the wind while on its way
Seems to cry and sigh and say, blue...

Blue prairie,
Blue echoes ring,
Blue as I sing
Of a longing
Blue as you...