[Verse 1]
I was sittin' in my classroom the other day
Playin' my harmonica in a mellow way
Some teachers seemed to have gathered around
Tryin' to figure out what I was puttin' down
I call it pretty music
But the old people call it the blues

[Break]
Ain't that pretty [?]

[Verse 2]
They were lookin' at me sittin' there all alone
Mumblin' to each other in a real low town
I couldn't figure out what they was sayin'
They couldn't understand what I was playin'
Well, I call it pretty music
But the old people call it the blues

[Break]
Ain't that pretty [?]

[Refrain]
Well, I call it pretty music
But the old people call it the blues, ooh yeah
I call it pretty music
But the old people call it the blues