Malvina's Blues - Malvina Reynolds

It ain’t a folk song, Buddy, unless it’s old and gray

It ain’t a folk song, Buddy, unless it’s old and gray

Well I don’t know what to call em

But I write em anyway

It ain’t a folk song, Buddy, unless it’s found somewhere

It ain’t a folk song, Buddy, unless it’s found somewhere

Well I found these songs

Right under my head of hair

Well I am old but my songs are new

And I don’t care what you call em

Just sing em

That’s all I ask of you

It ain’t a folk song, Buddy, unless it’s traveled far

It ain’t a folk song, Buddy, unless it’s traveled far

Well my songs are traveling

I don’t know where they are

They call me a folk singer, but I don’t give a damn

When I start to sing, you don’t care what I am

You sing em

That’s all I ask of you