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(1935) Ira Gershwin, DuBose Heyward, George Gershwin I loves you, Porgy, Don't let him take me Don't let him handle me And drive me mad If you can keep me I wanna stay here with you forever And I'll be glad Yes I loves you, Porgy, Don't let him take me Don't let him handle me With his hot hands If you can keep me I wants to stay here with you forever I've got my man I loves you, Porgy, Don't let him take me Don't let him handle me And drive me mad If you can keep me I wanna stay here with you forever I've got my man Someday I know he's coming to call me He's going to handle me and hold me So, it' going to be like dying, Porgy When he calls me But when he comes I know I'll have to go I loves you, Porgy, Don't let him take me Honey, don't let him handle me and drive me mad If you can keep me I wanna stay here with you forever I've got my man |
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My skin is black
My arms are long My hair is woolly My back is strong Strong enough to take the pain inflicted again and again What do they call me My name is AUNT SARAH My name is Aunt Sarah My skin is yellow My hair is long Between two worlds I do belong My father was rich and white He forced my mother late one night What do they call me My name is SAFFRONIA My name is Saffronia My skin is tan My hair is fine My hips invite you my mouth like wine Whose little girl am I? Anyone who has money to buy What do they call me My name is SWEET THING My name is Sweet Thing My skin is brown my manner is tough I'll kill the first mother I see my life has been too rough I'm awfully bitter these days because my parents were slaves What do they call me My name is PEACHES |
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(1928) Bertolt Brecht, Kurt Weill
You people can watch while I'm scrubbing these floors And I'm scrubbin' the floors while you're gawking Maybe once ya tip me and it makes ya feel swell In this crummy Southern town In this crummy old hotel But you'll never guess to who you're talkin'. No. You couldn't ever guess to who you're talkin'. Then one night there's a scream in the night And you'll wonder who could that have been And you see me kinda grinnin' while I'm scrubbin' And you say, "What's she got to grin?" I'll tell you. There's a ship The Black Freighter With a skull on its masthead Will be coming in You gentlemen can say, "Hey gal, finish them floors! Get upstairs! What's wrong with you! Earn your keep here! You toss me your tips And look out to the ships But I'm counting your heads As I'm making the beds Cuz there's nobody gonna sleep here, Tonight, nobodys gonna sleep here, honey Nobody Nobody! Then one night there's a scream in the night And you say, "Who's that kicking up a row?" And ya see me kinda starin' out the winda And you say, "What's she got to stare at now?" I'll tell ya. There's a ship The Black Freighter Turns around in the harbor Shootin' guns from her bow Now You gentlemen can wipe off that smile off your face Cause every building in town is a flat one This whole frickin' place will be down to the ground Only this cheap hotel standing up safe and sound And you yell, "Why do they spare that one?" Yes. That's what you say. "Why do they spare that one?" All the night through, through the noise and to-do You wonder who is that person that lives up there? And you see me stepping out in the morning Looking nice with a ribbon in my hair And the ship The Black Freighter Runs a flag up its masthead And a cheer rings the air By noontime the dock Is a-swarmin' with men Comin' out from the ghostly freighter They move in the shadows Where no one can see And they're chainin' up people And they're bringin' em to me Askin' me, "Kill them NOW, or LATER?" Askin' ME! "Kill them now, or later?" Noon by the clock And so still at the dock You can hear a foghorn miles away And in that quiet of death I'll say, "Right now. Right now!" Then they pile up the bodies And I'll say, "That'll learn ya!" And the ship The Black Freighter Disappears out to sea And On It Is Me |
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Lost in day to day,
Turned another way With a laugh, a kind hello And some small talk with friends I know I forget that I'm not over you for a while. A wave, an easy grin, A smile to put them in, Got other lives to listen to And some music that I have to do I forget that I'm not over you for a while. Days go by with no empty feeling, Until I touch my hair and touch my skin And remember you're gone. People say to me, "hey Nina do you need some company? When you have some time to spend, Drop around-you need your friends." They forget that I'm not over you for a while, They forget that I'm not over you for a while. |
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You took my teeth
You took my brains You try to drive me so insain And now you're trying to take my eyes But it is finished Because I'm too wise That is my Bob Marley died That is my Bob Marley died That is my Bob Marley died You took is eyes Boo boo boo boom Boom |
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I want a little sugar
in my bowl I want a little sweetness down in my soul I could stand some lovin' Oh so bad I feel so funny and I feel so sad I want a little steam on my clothes Maybe I can fix things up so they'll go Whatsa matter Daddy Come on, save my soul I need some sugar in my bowl I ain't foolin' I want some sugar in my bowl You been acting different I've been told Soothe me I want some sugar in my bowl I want some steam on my clothes Maybe I can fix things up so they'll go Whatsa matter Daddy Come on save my soul I want some sugar in my bowl I ain't foolin' I want some - yeah - in my bowl. |
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Jimmy Webb
Do what you gotta do Come on back see me when you can Man I can understand how it might be Kinda hard to love a girl like me I don't blame you much for wanting to be free I just wanted you to know I've loved you better that your own kin did From the very start it's my own fault What happens to my heart You see I've always known you'd go So you just do what you gotta do My wild sweet love Though it may mean that I'll never kiss Those sweet lips again Pay that no mind Find that dappled dream of yours Come on back and see me when you can Now I know it'll make you feel sad And make you feel so bad They say you don't treat me me like you should They got ways to make you feels no good I guess they got no way to know I've had my eyes wide open from the start And man you never lied to me The part of you that they'll never see Is the part you've shown to me So you just do what you gotta do My wild sweet love Though it may mean that I'll never kiss Those sweet lips again Pay that no mind Find that dappled dream of yours Come on back and see me when you can |
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Lyrics to Mississippi Goddam! Nina Simone, 1963 Mississippi Goddam (Nina Simone) The name of this tune is Mississippi Goddam And I mean every word of it Alabama's gotten me so upset Tennessee made me lose my rest And everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam Alabama's gotten me so upset Tennessee made me lose my rest And everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam Can't you see it Can't you feel it It's all in the air I can't stand the pressure much longer Somebody say a prayer Alabama's gotten me so upset Tennessee made me lose my rest And everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam This is a show tune But the show hasn't been written for it, yet Hound dogs on my trail School children sitting in jail Black cat cross my path I think every day's gonna be my last Lord have mercy on this land of mine We all gonna get it in due time I don't belong here I don't belong there I've even stopped believing in prayer Don't tell me I tell you Me and my people just about due I've been there so I know They keep on saying "Go slow!" But that's just the trouble "do it slow" Washing the windows "do it slow" Picking the cotton "do it slow" You're just plain rotten "do it slow" You're too damn lazy "do it slow" The thinking's crazy "do it slow" Where am I going What am I doing I don't know I don't know Just try to do your very best Stand up be counted with all the rest For everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam I made you thought I was kiddin' Picket lines School boy cots They try to say it's a communist plot All I want is equality for my sister my brother my people and me Yes you lied to me all these years You told me to wash and clean my ears And talk real fine just like a lady And you'd stop calling me Sister Sadie Oh but this whole country is full of lies You're all gonna die and die like flies I don't trust you any more You keep on saying "Go slow!" "Go slow!" But that's just the trouble "do it slow" Desegregation "do it slow" Mass participation "do it slow" Reunification "do it slow" Do things gradually "do it slow" But bring more tragedy "do it slow" Why don't you see it Why don't you feel it I don't know I don't know You don't have to live next to me Just give me my equality Everybody knows about Mississippi Everybody knows about Alabama Everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam That's it! |
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George Bass
Yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Alright ye See-line woman She drink coffee She drink tea And then go home See-line woman See-line woman Dressed in green Wears silk stockings With golden seams See-line woman See-line woman Dressed in red Make a man lose his head See-line woman See-line woman Black dress on For a thousand dollars She wail and she moan See-line woman Wiggle wiggle Turn like a cat Wink at a man And he wink back Now child See-line woman Empty his pockets And wreck his days Make him love her And she'll fly away See-line woman Take it on out now Empty his pockets And she wreck his days And she make him love her Then she sure fly away She got a black dress on For a thousand dollars She wail and she moan... |
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I sing just to know that I'm alive
I play just to feel that I'll survive And if there's a second place Where ?????????? just the case I sing just to know that I'm alive Sugoose, Yeah Sugoose, Sugoose, Yeah Sugoose, Sugoose, Yeah Sugoose Well the mountains they won't move no they don't And the people they won't dance and they won't I sing, I sing, I sing, I sing, I sing just to know that I'm alive. |
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(1928) Gus Kahn, Walter Donaldson
My baby don't care for shows My baby don't care for clothes My baby just cares for me My baby don't care for cars and races My baby don't care for high-tone places Liz Taylor is not his style And even Lana Turner's smile Is somethin' he can't see My baby don't care who knows My baby just cares for me Baby, my baby don't care for shows And he don't even care for clothes He cares for me My baby don't care For cars and races My baby don't care for He don't care for high-tone places Liz Taylor is not his style And even Liberace's smile Is something he can't see Is something he can't see I wonder what's wrong with baby My baby just cares for My baby just cares for My baby just cares for me Original lyrics My baby don't care for shows My baby don't care for clothes My baby just cares for me My baby don't care for cars and races My baby don't care for high-tone places Liz Taylor is not his style And even Lana Turner's smile is somethin' he can't see My baby don't care who knows it My baby just cares for me My baby don't care for shows And he don't even care for clothes My baby just cares for me My baby don't care for cars and races My baby don't care for he don't care for high-tone places I wonder what's wrong with baby My baby just cares for Just says his prayers for My baby just cares for me |
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