Blue prairie, Blue are the skies. Blue are the sighs, Of a night wind, callin'. Blue prairie, Blue are the hills. Blue are the trills, Of a nightbird, callin'. Chorus: Every beatin' heart Beats a rhythm that is blue. And the moon has cast A blue reflection on the moon. So the wind while on it's way, Seems to cry and sigh and say Blue, ooh, ooh. Blue prairie, blue echoes ring Blue as I sing of a longing Blue as you. Chorus: Every beatin' heart Beats a rhythm that is blue And the moon has cast A blue reflection on the moon. So the wind while on it's way, Seems to cry and sigh and say Blue, ooh, ooh. Blue prairie, blue echoes ring Blue as I sing of a longing Blue as you...