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from Water For Elephants (워터 포 엘리펀트) [ost] (2011)
Tired of bein' lonely, tired of bein' blue
I wished I had some good man, to tell my troubles to Seem like the whole world's wrong Since my man's been gone I need a little sugar in my bowl I need a little hot dog on my roll I can stand a bit of lovin', oh so bad I feel so funny, I feel so sad I need a little steam-heat on my floor Maybe I can fix things up, so they'll go What's the matter hard papa Come on and save your mama's soul 'Cause I need a little sugar, in my bowl, doggone it I need a some sugar in my bowl I need a little sugar in my bowl I need a little hot dog between my rolls You gettin' different, I've been told Move your finger, drop something in my bowl I need a little steam-heat on my floor Maybe I can fix things up, so they'll go Get off your knees, I can't see what you're drivin' at It's dark down there looks like a snake! C'mon here and drop somethin' here in my bowl Stop your foolin' and drop somethin' in my bowl |
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from Harlem Jazz (2009)
I hate to see de evenin' sun go down,
Hate to see de evenin' sun go down 'Cause ma baby, he done lef' dis town. Feelin' tomorrow like I feel today, Feel tomorrow like I feel today, I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away. Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings. 'Twant for powder an' for store-bought hair, De man ah love would not gone nowhere, nowhere. Got de Saint Louis Blues jes as blue as ah can be. That man got a heart lak a rock cast in the sea. Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me. Doggone it! I loves day man lak a schoolboy loves his pie, Lak a Kentucky Col'nel loves his mint an' rye. I'll love ma baby till the day ah die. Been to de gypsy to get ma fortune tole, To de gypsy, done got ma fortune tole, Cause I'm most wile 'bout ma Jelly Roll. Gypsy done tole me, "Don't you wear no black." Yes, she done told me, "Don't you wear no black. Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, Git to Cairo, find ma old friend Jeff, Gwine to pin maself close to his side; If ah flag his train, I sho' can ride. Got de Saint Louis Blues jes as blue as ah can be. That man got a heart lak a rock cast in the sea. Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me. Doggone it! I loves day man lak a schoolboy loves his pie, Lak a Kentucky Colonel loves his mint an' rye. I'll love ma baby till the day I die. You ought to see dat stovepipe brown of mine, Lak he owns de Dimon' Joseph line, He'd make a cross-eyed o'man go stone blin'. Blacker than midnight, teeth lak flags of truce, Blackest man in de whole of Saint Louis, Blacker de berry, sweeter am de juice. About a crap game, he knows a pow'ful lot, But when worktime comes, he's on de dot. Gwine to ask him for a cold ten-spot, What it takes to git it, he's cert'nly got. Got de Saint Louis Blues jes as blue as ah can be. Dat man got a heart lak a rock cast in the sea. Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me. Doggone it! I loves day man lak a schoolboy loves his pie, Lak a Kentucky Col'nel loves his mint an' rye. I'll love ma baby till the day ah die. A black-headed gal makes a freight train jump the track, said a black-headed Gal makes a freight train jump the track, But a long tall gal makes a preacher ball the jack. Lawd, a blonde-headed woman makes a good man leave the town, I said Blonde-headed woman makes a good man leave the town, But a red-headed woman makes a boy slap his papa down. Oh, ashes to ashes and dust to dust, I said ashes to ashes and dust to dust, If my blues don't get you, my jazzing must. |
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from Bessie Smith - Bessie Sings the Jazz (2009)
Now listen honey while I say
How can you tell me that you're going away? Don't say that we must part Don't break my achin' heart You know I love you true for many years Love you night and day How can you leave me Can't you see my tears? So listen while I say After you've gone And left me cryin' After you've gone There's no denyin' You'll feel blue You'll feel sad You'll miss the dearest pal You ever had There'll come a time Now don't forget it There'll come a time When you'll regret it Someday When you grow lonely Your heat will break like mine And you'll want me only After you've gone After you've gone away After you've gone Left me cryin' After you've gone There's no denyin' You'll feel blue You'll feel sad You'll miss the best pal You ever had There'll come a time Now don't forget it There'll come a time When you'll regret it Someday When you grow lonely Your heat will break like mine And you'll want me only After you've gone After you've gone away |
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from Bessie Smith - Bessie Sings the Jazz (2009)
Oh my honey
Oh my honey You better hurry and let's go down there Ain't you goin'? Ain't you goin'? To that leaderman, ragged meter man Oh honey Oh honey Let me take you to Alexander's Grand stand brass band Ain't you coming along? Come on and hear Come on and hear Alexander's ragtime band Come on and hear Come on and hear It's the best band in the land They can play the bugle call like you've never heard before Sounds so natural that you'll wanna go to war That's just the best band in the land Oh honey lamb Come on along Come on along Let me take you by the hand Up to the man Up to the man Who is the leader of the band And if you care to hear the Swanee River played in ragtime Come on and hear Come on and hear Alexander's ragtime band Come on and hear Come on and hear Alexander's ragtime band Come on and hear Come on and hear It's the best band in the land Listen to the bugle call Just the best band in the land Oh honey lamb Come on along Come on along Let me take you by the hand Up to the man Up to the man Who is the leader of the band And if you care to hear the Swanee River played in ragtime Come on and hear Come on and hear Alexander's ragtime band |
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from Bessie Smith - Bessie Sings the Jazz (2009)
My man's got somethin', he gives me such a thrill
Every time he smiles at me, I can't keep my body still I done cried so much, look like I've got the mumps I can't keep from worryin', 'cause I'm down in the dumps I had a nightmare last night, when I laid down When I woke up this mornin', my sweet man couldn't be found I'm goin' down to the river, into it I'm goin' to jump Can't keep from worryin', 'cause I'm down in the dumps Someone knocked on my door, last night when I was asleep I thought it was that sweet man of mine, makin' his 'fore day creep Wasn't nothin' but my landlord, a great big chump Stay away from my door, Mr. Landlord, 'cause I'm down in the dumps When I woke up, my pillow was wet with tears Just one day from that man of mine Seems like a thousand years But I'm gonna straighten up, straighter than Andy Gump Ain't no use of me tellin' that lie, 'cause I'm down in the dumps I'm twenty-five years old, that ain't no old maid I got plenty of vim and vitality, I'm sure that I can make the grade I'm always like a tiger, I'm ready to jump I need a whole lots of lovin', 'cause I'm down in the dumps |
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from Bessie Smith - Bessie Sings the Jazz (2009)
Loving is the thing I crave
For your love I'll be your slave You gotta give me some, yes give me some Can't you hear me pleading, you gotta give me someSaid mister Jones to old butcher Pete, I want a piece of your good old meat You gotta give me some, oh give me some I crave your round steak, you gotta give me someSweet as candy in a candy shop Is just your sweet sweet lollypop You gotta give me some, please give me some I love all day suckers, you gotta give me someTo the milkman I heard Mary scream Said she wanted a lots of cream You gotta give me some, oh give me some Catch it when you come sir, you gotta give me someHear my cryin' on my bended knees If you wanna put my soul at ease You gotta give me some, please give me some Can't stand it any longer, you gotta give me someSeeper called to Pele-Mele, sugar lump Said I'm going crazy about your hump You've got to give me some, please give me some I can't wait eight days, you gotta give me someJaybird said to the peckerwood, I like to peck like a pecker should But give me some, yes give me some I'm crazy about them worms, you've gotta give me some |
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from Bessie Smith - A Night With Bessie (2008)
Now listen honey while I say
How can you tell me that you're going away? Don't say that we must part Don't break my achin' heart You know I love you true for many years Love you night and day How can you leave me Can't you see my tears? So listen while I say After you've gone And left me cryin' After you've gone There's no denyin' You'll feel blue You'll feel sad You'll miss the dearest pal You ever had There'll come a time Now don't forget it There'll come a time When you'll regret it Someday When you grow lonely Your heat will break like mine And you'll want me only After you've gone After you've gone away After you've gone Left me cryin' After you've gone There's no denyin' You'll feel blue You'll feel sad You'll miss the best pal You ever had There'll come a time Now don't forget it There'll come a time When you'll regret it Someday When you grow lonely Your heat will break like mine And you'll want me only After you've gone After you've gone away |
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from Bessie Smith - A Night With Bessie (2008)
I know a triflin' man
They call him Triflin' Sam He lives in Birmingham Way down in Alabam' Now the other night He had a fight With a gal named Mandy Brown She plainly stated She was aggravated And she shouted out to him Aggravatin' papa, don't you try to two-time me I said, don't two-time me Aggravatin' papa, treat me kind or let me be I mean, just let me be It's been a while, I'll get you told Stop messin' round, sweet jellyroll If you stay out with a high-brown baby I'll smack you down, and I don't mean maybe Aggravatin' papa, I'll do anything you say Anything you say But when you go struttin', do your strut around my way So papa, just treat me pretty, be nice and kind The way you treated me will make me lose my mind Aggravatin' papa, don't you try to two-time me Just treat me pretty, be nice and sweet I got a darn forty-four that don't repeat Aggravatin' papa, don't you try to two-time me |
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from Bessie Smith - A Night With Bessie (2008)
Oh my honey
Oh my honey You better hurry and let's go down there Ain't you goin'? Ain't you goin'? To that leaderman, ragged meter man Oh honey Oh honey Let me take you to Alexander's Grand stand brass band Ain't you coming along? Come on and hear Come on and hear Alexander's ragtime band Come on and hear Come on and hear It's the best band in the land They can play the bugle call like you've never heard before Sounds so natural that you'll wanna go to war That's just the best band in the land Oh honey lamb Come on along Come on along Let me take you by the hand Up to the man Up to the man Who is the leader of the band And if you care to hear the Swanee River played in ragtime Come on and hear Come on and hear Alexander's ragtime band Come on and hear Come on and hear Alexander's ragtime band Come on and hear Come on and hear It's the best band in the land Listen to the bugle call Just the best band in the land Oh honey lamb Come on along Come on along Let me take you by the hand Up to the man Up to the man Who is the leader of the band And if you care to hear the Swanee River played in ragtime Come on and hear Come on and hear Alexander's ragtime band |
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from Bessie Smith - A Night With Bessie (2008)
Back in Black Mountain, a child will smack your face
Back in Black Mountain, a child will smack your face Babies cryin' for liquor, and all the birds sing bass Black Mountain people are bad as they can be Black Mountain people are bad as they can be They uses gunpowder just to sweeten their tea Back in Black Mountain, can't keep a man in jail Back in Black Mountain, can't keep a man in jail If the jury finds him guilty, the judge'll throw they bail Had a man in Black Mountain, sweetest man in town Had a man in Black Mountain, the sweetest man in town He met a city gal, and he throwed me down I'm bound for Black Mountain, me and my razor and my gun Lord, I'm bound for Black Mountain, me and my razor and gun I'm gonna shoot him if he stands still, and cut him if he runs Down in Black Mountain, they all shoot quick and straight Down in Black Mountain, they all shoot quick and straight The bullet'll get you, if you start dodgin' too late Got the devil in my soul, and I'm full of bad booze Got the devil in my soul, and I'm full of bad booze I'm out here for trouble, I've got the Black Mountain blues Note: I'm unsure of the underlined/blank lyrics-- any idea? to provide money for someone's bail is to "throw" their (they) bail. |
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from Bessie Smith - A Night With Bessie (2008)
"Up in Harlem every Saturday night
When the highbrows get together its just so right They all congregate at an all night hop And what they do is Oo Bop Bee Dap Oh Hannah Brown from way cross town Gets full of coin and starts breaking 'em down And at the break of day You can hear ol' Hannah say 'Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer. Send me again. I don't care. I feel just like I wanna clown. Give the piano player a drink because he's bringing me down! He's gotta rhyme, yeah! When he stomps his feet. He sends me right off to sleep. Check all your razors and your guns. We gonna be arrested when the wagon comes. I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer. Send me cause I don't care. Blame me cause I don't care. Gimme a pigfoot and a bottle of beer. Send me again, I don't care. I feel just like I wanna clown. Give the piano player a drink because he's bringing me down. He's got rhyme, Yeah, when he stomps his feet. He sends me right off to sleep. Check all your razors and your guns. Do the Shim-Sham Shimmy 'til the rising sun. Give me a reaper and a gang of gin. Play me cause I'm in my sin. Blame me cause I'm full of gin.'" |
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Love, oh love, oh careless love
You've fly through my head like wine You've wrecked the life of a many poor girl And you nearly spoiled this life of mine Love, oh love, oh careless love In your clutches of desire You've made me break a many true vow Then you set my very soul on fire Love, oh love, oh careless love All my happiness bereft You've filled my heart with weary old blues Now I'm walkin', talkin' to myself Love, oh love, oh careless love Trusted you now, it's too late You've made me throw my old friend down That's why I sing this song of hate Love, oh love, oh careless love Night and day, I weep and moan You brought the wrong man into this life of mine For my sins, till judgment I'll atone |
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There ain't nothing I can do, or nothing I can say
That folks don't criticize me But I'm goin' to, do just as I want to anyway And don't care if they all despise meIf I should take a notion To jump into the ocean 'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, do, do doIf I go to church on Sunday Sing the shimmy down on Monday Ain't nobody's bizness if I do, if I doIf my friend ain't got no money And I say "take all mine, honey" 'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, do, do doIf I give him my last nickel And it leaves me in a pickle 'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, if I doThere are _________________ would hit me Since _______________up and quit me 'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, do, do doI swear I won't call no copper If I'm beat up by my poppa 'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, if I do |
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Now listen honey while I say
How can you tell me that you're going away? Don't say that we must part Don't break my achin' heart You know I love you true for many years Love you night and day How can you leave me Can't you see my tears? So listen while I say After you've gone And left me cryin' After you've gone There's no denyin' You'll feel blue You'll feel sad You'll miss the dearest pal You ever had There'll come a time Now don't forget it There'll come a time When you'll regret it Someday When you grow lonely Your heat will break like mine And you'll want me only After you've gone After you've gone away After you've gone Left me cryin' After you've gone There's no denyin' You'll feel blue You'll feel sad You'll miss the best pal You ever had There'll come a time Now don't forget it There'll come a time When you'll regret it Someday When you grow lonely Your heat will break like mine And you'll want me only After you've gone After you've gone away |
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from Bessie Smith - Chattanooga Gal (2006)
Oh my honey
Oh my honey You better hurry and let's go down there Ain't you goin'? Ain't you goin'? To that leaderman, ragged meter man Oh honey Oh honey Let me take you to Alexander's Grand stand brass band Ain't you coming along? Come on and hear Come on and hear Alexander's ragtime band Come on and hear Come on and hear It's the best band in the land They can play the bugle call like you've never heard before Sounds so natural that you'll wanna go to war That's just the best band in the land Oh honey lamb Come on along Come on along Let me take you by the hand Up to the man Up to the man Who is the leader of the band And if you care to hear the Swanee River played in ragtime Come on and hear Come on and hear Alexander's ragtime band Come on and hear Come on and hear Alexander's ragtime band Come on and hear Come on and hear It's the best band in the land Listen to the bugle call Just the best band in the land Oh honey lamb Come on along Come on along Let me take you by the hand Up to the man Up to the man Who is the leader of the band And if you care to hear the Swanee River played in ragtime Come on and hear Come on and hear Alexander's ragtime band |
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from Bessie Smith - Chattanooga Gal (2006)
My man ain't acting right, he stays out late at night?
And still he says he loves no one but me? But if I find that gal, that tries to steal my pal I'll get her told, just you wait and see?I feel blue, I don't know what to do Every woman in my fix is bound to feel blue too, 'cause?I love my man better than I love myself Lord, I love my man better than I love myself And if he don't have me, he won't have nobody else? My man's got teeth like a lighthouse on the sea? My man's got teeth like a lighthouse on the sea? And ev'rytime he smiles he throws them lights on me His voice sounds like chimes, I mean the organ kind His voice sounds like chimes, I mean the organ kind And ev'rytime he speaks his music ease my troubling mind |
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