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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
One never knows, does one?
When love will come along Then so suddenly life turns out to be a song One never knows, does one? The moment or the place Then right before your eyes Someone occupies your embrace Someday look and you'll find Two hearts were blest Someday fate may be kind Pray for the future Hope for the best One never knows, does one? That's just the way it goes All at once you hear "Hold me. Caress me" And then love may come But when, one never knows |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
How carelessly
You gave me your heart And carelessly I broke it, sweetheart I took each tender kiss you gave to me Every kiss made you a slave to me Then carelessly I told you good-bye But now at night I wake up and cry I wish I knew a way to find the love I threw away so carelessly |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
Just when romance got a start
You decided it was time to part How could you? How could you? It was on a night like this You left me and didn't leave a kiss How could you? How could you? You know that love is just like apple pie It's either sweet or tart You could be the apple of my eye But you, you, you upset the apple cart I was looking forward to All those little things you didn't do How'could you, Could you break my heart? |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea The memory of all that No, no they can't take that away from me The way your smile just beams The way you sing off key The way you haunt my dreams No, no they can't take that away from me We may never, never meet again On the bumpy road to love Still I'll always, always keep the memory of The way you hold your knife The way we danced till three The way you changed my life No, no they can't take that away from me No, they can't take that away from me We may never, never meet again On that bumpy road to love Still I'll always, always keep the memory of The way you hold your knife The way we danced till three The way you change my life No, no they can't take that away from me No, they can't take that away from me |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
There's something that rules our destiny
Right from the first day of our birth Altough you may not care for me You have your mission on this earth You were born to love Sure as you live Born with everything heaven could give You have eyes and they express Love at a glance You have lips who's tenderness Speak of romance Like a dream of love, lovely to see You're the angel of my destiny And to think that you have found Your place on earth only to be Born to love and be loved by me |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
Deep rhythm captivates me
Hot rhythms stimulate me Can't help but swing it boy Swing it brothers swing Don't stop to diddle daddle Stop this foolish prattle Come on swing me boy Swing it brothers swing Raring to go and there aint nobody Gonna hold me down Say listen boy Hurry up and send me Let me go to town Stop this diddle daddle And this foolish prattle Come on kill me boy Swing it brothers swing Deep rhythms captivate me Hot rhythms stimulate me Can't help but swing it boy Swing it brothers swing Don't stop to diddle daddle Stop this foolish prattle Come on send me Count Swing it brothers swing Rarin' to go and there aint nobody Gonna hold me down Say listen boy Hurry up and send me Let me go to town Stop this diddle daddle And this foolish prattle Come on swing me Count Swing it brothers swing |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
Who wants love?
Love is a joy we borrow Pay back in tears tomorrow So who wants love? Who wants love? Something to fill your heart with So very soon to part with So who wants love? Love is a dream of weaving Moonbeams in patterns rare Love is a child believing Stories of castles in the air So who wants love I'll go away without it I know too much about it Who wants love |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
It cost me a lot
But there's one thing that I've got It's my man It's my man Cold or wet Tired, you bet All of this I'll soon forget With my man He's not much on looks He's no hero out of books But I love him Yes, I love him Two or three girls Has he That he likes as well as me But I love him I don't know why I should He isn't true He beats me, too What can I do? Oh, my man, I love him so He'll never know All my life is just a spare But I don't care When he takes me in his arms The world is bright All right What's the difference if I say I'll go away When I know I'll come back On my knees someday For whatever my man is I'm his forevermore |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea The memory of all that No, no they can't take that away from me The way your smile just beams The way you sing off key The way you haunt my dreams No, no they can't take that away from me We may never, never meet again On the bumpy road to love Still I'll always, always keep the memory of The way you hold your knife The way we danced till three The way you changed my life No, no they can't take that away from me No, they can't take that away from me We may never, never meet again On that bumpy road to love Still I'll always, always keep the memory of The way you hold your knife The way we danced till three The way you change my life No, no they can't take that away from me No, they can't take that away from me |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
Iv'e been around the world in a plane
Settled revolutions in Spain The North Pole I have charted But can't get started with you And at the golf course I'm under par Metro-Goldwyn wants me to star I've got a house and a show place But can't get no place with you You're so supreme The lyrics I write of you Dream, dream, day and night of you Scheme just for the sight of you Baby but what good dose it do I've been consulted by Franklin D. Even Gabel had me to tea But now I'm broken hearted Can't get started with you You're so supreme The lyrics I write of you Dream, dream, day and night of you Scheme just for the sight of you But what good does it do I've been consulted by Franklin D. Even Basic had me to tea But now I'm broken hearted Can't get started with you |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
You can't be mine
And someone else's too Someday you'll find I've been a friend to you I don't believe that life's worth living I gave you all there was worth giving You never cared how I fared or what I do I called you mine but I was not to blame For all the time you played up to Hand and game Second hand love I can't see It's good for some but not for me You can't be mine And somene else's too |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
See the house lights start to blink
And the sky is turnin' pink Gosh what will the neighbors think Cause here it is tomorrow again We could share a perfect day But we've danced the night away Guess you'd better hit the hay Cause here it is tomorrow again We saw the sunset in the sky Soon we'll see the dawn Mother Nature's about to rise And Father Time is marchin' on Dit you hear my daddy yell? We've been leaning on the bell Kiss me quick and run like sixty Because here it is tommorrow again |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
More than you know
More than you know Man of my heart, I love you so Lately I've found you on my mind More than you know Whether you're right Whether you're wrong Man of my heart, I'll string along I need you so More than you'll ever know Loving you the way that I do There's nothing I can do about it Loving may be all you can give But darling, I can't live without it Oh, how I'd cry How I'd sigh If you got tired and said goodbye More than I show More than you'll ever know |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
Talk to me baby
Tell me what's the matter now Tell me, baby what's the matter now? Are you tryin' to quit me, baby But you don't know how I've been your slave Ever since I've been your babe I've been your slave Ever since I've been your babe But before I see you go I see you in your grave I'm a good gal But my love is all wrong I'm a good gal But my love is all wrong I'm a real good gal But my love is gone |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
Tell me more and more and then some
You know what I long to hear I want more and more and then some Of that "I Love You Only Dear" Tell me more and more and then some The way that you feel and then When you've told that old sweet story And you're through, start right in again I've made that old mistake Know the awful ache Of a heart that's double crossed The waitin's been so long Hard to believ'in If I've missed my guess, happiness is lost Tell me more and more and then some You know how I love that stuff Whisper on from now 'til Doomsday But I never will hear enough Tell me more and more and then some The way that you feel and then When you've told that old sweet story And you're through, start right in again I've made that old mistake Know the awful ache Of a heart that's double crossed The waitin's been so long Hard to believ'in If I've missed my guess, happiness is lost Tell me more and more and then some You know how I love that stuff Whisper on from now 'til Doomsday But I never will hear enough |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
I hate to see that evening sun go down
I hate to see that evening sun go down 'Cause, my baby, he's gone left this town Fellin' tomorrow like I feel today If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today I'll pack my truck and make my give-a-way St. Louis woman with her diamond ring Pulls that man around by her If it wasn't for her and her That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere I got the St. Louis Blues Blues as I can be That man's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me I love my baby like a school boy loves his pie Like a Kentucky colonel loves his mint'n rye I love my man till the day I die |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
All of me
Why not take all of me Can't you see I'm no good without you Take my lips I want to loose them Take my arms I'll never use them Your goodbye left me with eyes that cry How can I go on dear without you You took the part that once was my heart So why not take all of me |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless Dear as the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black culture's Sorrow has taken you Angels have no thoughts Of ever returning you Wouldn't they be angry If I thought of joining you? Gloomy Sunday Sunday is gloomy, with shadows I spend it all My heart and I Have decided to end it all Soon there'll be flowers And prayers that I say I know But let them not weep Let them know That I'm glad to go For death is no dream And in death I'm caressing you With the last Breath of my soul I'll be blessing you Gloomy Sunday Dreaming, I was only dreaming I awake and I find You asleep in the deep of my heart Deep Darling I hope That my dream never haunted you My heart is telling you How much I wanted you Gloomy Sunday |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
Away from the city that hurts and knocks,
I'm standing alone by the desolate docks in the still and the chill of the night I see the horizon the great unknown my heart has an ache it's as heavy as stone with the dawn coming on, make it last I cover the waterfront I'm watching the sea Will the one I love Be coming back to me I cover the waterfront In search of my love An I'm covered By a starlit sky above Here am I Patiently waiting Hoping and longing Oh how I yearn Where are you Have you thought back time Will you remember Will you return Will the one I love Be coming back To me |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
I`m Yours
Johnny Green / E.Y. Harburg Ask the sky above And ask the earth below Why I’m so in love And why I love you so Couldn't tell you though I tried do Just why I'm yours When you went away You left a glowing spark Trying to be gay as Whistling in the dark I am only what you make me Come take me I'm yours How can I happy I would be to beg or borrow For sorrow With you Even though I knew Tomorrow You'd say we were through If we drift apart Then I'll be lost and alone Though you use my heart Just for a steppin’ stone How can I help dreaming of you I love you I'm yours How can I happy I would be to beg or borrow For sorrow With you Even though I knew Tomorrow You'd say we were through If we drift apart Then I'll be lost and alone Though you use my heart Just for a steppin’ stone How can I help dreaming of you I love you I'm yours....... |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
Embrace me
My sweet embraceable you Embrace me My irreplaceable you Just to look at you My heart grows tipsy in me You and you alone Bring out the gypsy in me I love all The many charms about you Above all I want my arms about you Don't be naughty baby Come to me Come to me do My sweet embraceable you I love all The many charms about you Above all I want my arms about you Don't be naughty baby Come to me Come to me do My sweet embraceable you |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
Never had nothing
No one to care That's why I seem to have More than my share I've got a man crazy for me He's funny that way When I hurt his feelings Once in a while His only answer is one little smile I've got that man crazy for me He's funny that way I can see no other way And no better plan End it all and let him go To some better gal But I'm only human A coward at best I'm more than certain He'd follow me West Though he loves to work And slave for me everyday He'd be so much better off If I went away But why should I leave him Why should I go He'd be unhappy without me I know I've got that man crazy for me He's funny that way |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
You're making me blue
All that you do Seems unfair You try not to hear Turn a deaf ear To my prayer It seems you don't want to see What you are doingg to me My arms are waiting to caress you And to my heart they long to press you, sweet heart My heart is sad and lonely For you I cry For you, dear, only I tell you I mean it I'm all for you Body and soul I spend my days in longing And wondering it's me you're wronging Why haven't you seen it I'm all for you Body and soul I can't believe it It hard to conceive it That you'd turn away romance Are you pretending Don't say it's the ending I wish I could have one more change to prove, dear My life a hell your'e making You know I'm yours for just the taking I'd gladly surrender Myself to you Body and soul Life's dreary for me Day's seem to be long as years I've looked for the sun But can see none Through my tears Your heart must be like a stone To leave me like this alone When you could make my life worth living By taking what I'm set on giving, sweet heart My heart is sad and lonely For you I cry For you, dear, only I tell you I mean it I'm all for you Body and soul |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
Southern trees bear strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root, Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze, Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees. Pastoral scene of the gallant south, The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth, Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh, Then the sudden smell of burning flesh. Here is fruit for the crows to pluck, For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck, For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop, Here is a strange and bitter crop. |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
You better go now
Because I like you much, too much You have a way with you You ought to know now Just why I like you very much The night was gay with you There's the moon above And it gives my heart a lot of swing In your eyes there's love And the way I feel it must be spring I want you so now You have lips I love to touch You better go now You better go, 'cause I like you much, too much |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
Good morning heartache
You old gloomy sight Good morning heartache Thought we said goodbye last night I turned and tossed until it seems you heve gone But here you are with the dawn Wish I forget you, but you're here to stay It seems I met you When my love went away Now everyday I stop I'm saying to you Good morning heartache what's new Stop haunting me now Can't shake you nohow Just leave me alone I've got those Monday blues Straight to Sunday blues Good morning heartache Here we go again Good morning heartache You're the one Who knows me well Might as well get use to you hanging around Good morning heartache Sit down |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
No good man
Lovin' all the no good things Never treats me as he should That ain't no good He's always bringing me down He's no saint Heaven knows thats what he ain't Spends his money foolishly Not on me I'm the one who gets the run-around I ought to hate him and yet I love him so For I require Love that's made of fire And in his arms I find I always get that kind No good man Ever since the world began There have been other fools like me Born to be In love with a no good man |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
I'll look around until I've found
Someone who laughs like you I know somewhere spring must fill the air With sweetness just as rare As the flower that you gave me to wear I look around and when I've found Someone who sighs like you I'll know this love I'm dreaming of Won't be the old love I always knew |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
My man don't love me
Treats me oh so mean My man he don't love me Treats me awfully He's the, lowest man That I've ever see He wears high trimmed pan Stripes are really yellow He wears high trimmed pan Stripes are really yellow But when he starts in to love me He's so fine and mellow Love will make you drink and gamble Make you stay out all night long repeat Love will make you drink and gamble Make you stay out all night long repeat Love will make you do things That you know is wrong But if you treat me right baby I’ll stay home everyday But if you treat me right baby I’ll stay home everyday But you're so mean to me baby I know you're gonna drive me away Love is just like the faucet It turns off and on Love is just like the faucet It turns off and on Sometimes when you think it's on baby It has turned off and gone |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
Someday he'll come along
The man I love And he'll be big and strong The man I love And when he comes my way I'll do my best to make him stay He'll look at me and smile I'll understand Then in a little while He'll take my hand And though it seems absurd I know we both won't say a word Maybe I shall meet him Sunday Maybe Monday, maybe not Still I'm sure to meet him one day Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day He'll build a little home That's meant for two From which I'll never roam Who would, would you And so all else above I'm dreaming of the man I love |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
Lord makes me treat you the way i
do, gee baby,ain't i good to you? there's nothing in the world too good for girls that's good for true, gee baby,ain't i good to you? bouhgt you a for coat for christmas,a diamond ring, a cadillac car,and everything. Lord makes me treat you the way that i do, gee baby ain't i good to you? |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
Lord I love my man, tell the world I do
I love my man, tell the world I do But when he mistreats me Makes me feel so blue My man wouldn't give me no breakfast Wouldn't give me no dinner Fought about my supper and put me outdoors Had the dark clay make black spots on my clothes I didn't have so many But I had a long, long way to go Some men like me talkin' happy Some calls it snappy Some call me honey Others think I got money Some tell me baby you're built for speed Now if you put that all together Makes me everthing a good man needs |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
I'm trav'lin' light
Because my man has gone So from now on I'm trav'lin' light He said goodbye And took my heart away So from today I'm trav'lin' light No one to see I'm free as the breeze No one but me And my memories Some lucky night He may come back again So until then I'm trav'lin' light No one to see I'm free as the breeze No one but me And my memories Some lucky night He may come back again So until then I'm trav'lin' light |
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from Billie Holiday - Gloomy Sunday (2001)
When the moon's kinda dreamy
Starry eyed and dreamy And nights are luscious and long If you're kinda lonely Then nothin' but the blues are brewin' The blues are brewin' When the wind through the window Blows across your pillow And tells you sleepin' is wrong If love goes a thirsting Till you feel like bursting Then nothing but the blues are brewin' The blues are brewin' Suppose you want somebody But you ain't got nobody You only get a gleam in your eyes Till somebody's found you And put their lovin' arms around you You got the feelin' you want to die But when the Lord up above you Send's someone to love you The blues are something you loose You're so busy doing The things that you're doing That love ain't got no time For brewin' the blues |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
Hush now, don't explain
Just say you'll remain I'm glad your back, don't explain Quiet, don't explain What is there to gain Skip that lipstick Don't explain You know that I love you And what endures All my thoughts of you For I'm so completely yours Cry to hear folks chatter And I know you cheat Right or wrong, don't matter When you're with me, sweet Hush now, don't explain You're my joy and pain My life's yours love Don't explain |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
Lady sings the blues
She's got them bad She feels so sad Wants the world to know Just what the blues is all about Lady sings the blues She tells her side nothing to hide Now the world will now Just what the blues is all about The blues ain't nothing but a pain in your heart when you get a bad start When you and your man have to part I ain't gonna just sit around and cry And now I won't die Because I love him Lady sings the blues she's got 'em bad She feels so sad The world will know She's never gonna sing them no more No more |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
Them that's got shall get Them that's not shall lose So the Bible said and it still is news Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Yes, the strong gets more While the weak ones fade Empty pockets don't ever make the grade Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Money, you've got lots of friends Crowding round the door When you're gone, spending ends They don't come no more Rich relations give Crust of bread and such You can help yourself But don't take too much Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own He just worry 'bout nothin' Cause he's got his own |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
I don't know why but I'm feeling so sad
I long to try something I never had Never had no kissin' Oh, what I've been missin' Lover man, oh, where can you be? The night is cold and I'm so alone I'd give my soul just to call you my own Got a moon above me But no one to love me Lover man, oh, where can you be? I've heard it said That the thrill of romance Can be like a heavenly dream I go to bed with a prayer That you'll make love to me Strange as it seems Someday we'll meet And you'll dry all my tears Then whisper sweet Little things in my ear Hugging and a-kissing Oh, what I've been missing Lover man, oh, where can you be? |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
It cost me a lot But there's one thing that I've got It's my man It's my man Cold or wet Tired, you bet All of this I'll soon forget With my man He's not much on looks He's no hero out of books But I love him Yes, I love him Two or three girls Has he That he likes as well as me But I love him I don't know why I should He isn't true He beats me, too What can I do? Oh, my man, I love him so He'll never know All my life is just a spare But I don't care When he takes me in his arms The world is bright All right What's the difference if I say I'll go away When I know I'll come back On my knees someday For whatever my man is I'm his forevermore |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
My man don't love me
Treats me oh so mean My man he don't love me Treats me awfully He's the, lowest man That I've ever see He wears high trimmed pan Stripes are really yellow He wears high trimmed pan Stripes are really yellow But when he starts in to love me He's so fine and mellow Love will make you drink and gamble Make you stay out all night long repeat Love will make you drink and gamble Make you stay out all night long repeat Love will make you do things That you know is wrong But if you treat me right baby I'll stay home everyday But if you treat me right baby I'll stay home everyday But you're so mean to me baby I know you're gonna drive me away Love is just like the faucet It turns off and on Love is just like the faucet It turns off and on Sometimes when you think it's on baby It has turned off and gone |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
The man who only lives for making money
Lives a life that is'nt necessarily sunny Likewise the man who works for fame There's no guarantee that time won't erase his name The fact is, the only work that really brings enjoyment Is the kind that is for girl and boys meant Fall in love you won't regret it That''s the best work of all if you can get it Holding hands at midnight 'Neath the starry sky Nice work if you can get it And you can get it if you try Scrolling with the one girl Sighing after sigh Nice work if you can get it And you can get it if you try Just imagen someone waiting at the cottage door Where two hearts become one Who could ask for more Loving one who loves you And taking that vow Nice work if you can get it And you can get it if Won't you tell me how? |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
All of me
Why not take all of me Can't you see I'm no good without you Take my lips I want to loose them Take my arms I'll never use them Your goodbye left me with eyes that cry How can I go on dear without you You took the part that once was my heart So why not take all of me |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
You went away
I let you We broke the ties that bind I wanted to forget you And leave the past behind Still, the magic if the night I met you Seems to stay forever in my mind The sky was blue And high above The moon was new And so was love This eager heart of mine was singing Lover where can you be You came at last Love had its day That day is past You've gone away This aching heart of mine is singing Lover come back to me When I remember every little thing You used to do I'm so lonely Every road I walk along I walk along with you No wonder I am lonely The sky is blue The night is cold The moon is new But love is old And while I'm waiting here This heart of mine is singing Lover come back to me When I remember every little thing You used to do I grow lonely Every road I walk along I walk along with you No wonder I am lonely The sky is blue The night is cold The moon is new But love is old And while I'm waiting here This heart of mine is singing Lover come back to me |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
Good morning heartache You old gloomy sight Good morning heartache Thought we said goodbye last night I turned and tossed until it seems you heve gone But here you are with the dawn Wish I forget you, but you're here to stay It seems I met you When my love went away Now everyday I stop I'm saying to you Good morning heartache what's new Stop haunting me now Can't shake you nohow Just leave me alone I've got those Monday blues Straight to Sunday blues Good morning heartache Here we go again Good morning heartache You're the one Who knows me well Might as well get use to you hanging around Good morning heartache Sit down |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
Lord I love my man, tell the world I do
I love my man, tell the world I do But when he mistreats me Makes me feel so blue My man wouldn't give me no breakfast Wouldn't give me no dinner Fought about my supper and put me outdoors Had the dark clay make black spots on my clothes I didn't have so many But I had a long, long way to go Some men like me talkin' happy Some calls it snappy Some call me honey Others think I got money Some tell me baby you're built for speed Now if you put that all together Makes me everthing a good man needs |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
Away from the city that hurts and knocks,
I'm standing alone by the desolate docks in the still and the chill of the night I see the horizon the great unknown my heart has an ache it's as heavy as stone with the dawn coming on, make it last I cover the waterfront I'm watching the sea Will the one I love Be coming back to me I cover the waterfront In search of my love An I'm covered By a starlit sky above Here am I Patiently waiting Hoping and longing Oh how I yearn Where are you Have you thought back time Will you remember Will you return Will the one I love Be coming back To me |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
Living for you is easy living
It's easy to live when you're in love And I'm so in love There is nothing in life but you I never regret the years that I'm giving They're easy to give when you're in love I'm happy to do whatever I do for you For you maybe I'm a fool But it's fun People say you rule me with one wave of your hand Darling, it's grand They just don't understand Living for you is easy living It's easy to live when you're in love And I'm so in love There's nothing in life but you |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
Someday he'll come along
The man I love And he'll be big and strong The man I love And when he comes my way I'll do my best to make him stay He'll look at me and smile I'll understand Then in a little while He'll take my hand And though it seems absurd I know we both won't say a word Maybe I shall meet him Sunday Maybe Monday, maybe not Still I'm sure to meet him one day Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day He'll build a little home That's meant for two From which I'll never roam Who would, would you And so all else above I'm dreaming of the man I love |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
You're making me blue All that you do Seems unfair You try not to hear Turn a deaf ear To my prayer It seems you don't want to see What you are doingg to me My arms are waiting to caress you And to my heart they long to press you, sweet heart My heart is sad and lonely For you I cry For you, dear, only I tell you I mean it I'm all for you Body and soul I spend my days in longing And wondering it's me you're wronging Why haven't you seen it I'm all for you Body and soul I can't believe it It hard to conceive it That you'd turn away romance Are you pretending Don't say it's the ending I wish I could have one more change to prove, dear My life a hell your'e making You know I'm yours for just the taking I'd gladly surrender Myself to you Body and soul Life's dreary for me Day's seem to be long as years I've looked for the sun But can see none Through my tears Your heart must be like a stone To leave me like this alone When you could make my life worth living By taking what I'm set on giving, sweet heart My heart is sad and lonely For you I cry For you, dear, only I tell you I mean it I'm all for you Body and soul |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
Some-one told some-one and some-one told you
But they wouldn't hurt you, not much, Since ev'ryone spread the story With his own little personal touch. Do Nothin' Till You Hear From Me Pay no attention to what's said Why people tear the seam of anyone's dream is over my head. Do Nothin' Till You Hear From Me At least consider our romance If you should take the word of others you've heard I haven't a chance True I've been seen with someone new But does that mean that I'm untrue? When we're apart the words in my heart reveal how I feel about you. Some kiss may cloud my memory And other arms may hold a thrill But please do nothin' till you hear it from me And you never will. |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
You're mean to me
Why must you be mean to me? Gee, honey, it seems to me You love to see me cryin' I don't know why I stay home each night When you say you phone You don't and I'm left alone. Sing the blues and sighin' You treat me coldly each day in the year You always scold me Whenever somebody is near, dear I must be great fun to be mean to me You shouldn't, for can't you see What you mean to me |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz-History : Don'T Explain (1994)
Like the beat, beat, beat of the tomtom
When the jungle shadows fall Like the tick, tick, tock of the stately clock as it stands against the wall Like the drip, drip, drip of the raindrops When the summer show'r is through So a voice within me keeps repeating You, you, you Night and day you are the one Only you beneath the moon and sun Whether near me or far It's no matter, darling, where you are I think of you Night and day Day and night Why is it so That this longing for you follows wherever I go In the roaring traffic's boom In the silence of my lonely room I think of you Night and day Night and day under the hide of me There's an Oh, such a hungry yearning Burning inside of me And its torment won't be trough 'Till you spent my life making love to you Day and night Night and day Night and day |
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from Billie Holiday - Strange Fruit (2000)
Lord I love my man, tell the world I do
I love my man, tell the world I do But when he mistreats me Makes me feel so blue My man wouldn't give me no breakfast Wouldn't give me no dinner Fought about my supper and put me outdoors Had the dark clay make black spots on my clothes I didn't have so many But I had a long, long way to go Some men like me talkin' happy Some calls it snappy Some call me honey Others think I got money Some tell me baby you're built for speed Now if you put that all together Makes me everthing a good man needs |
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from Lady In Satin (1997)
I'm a fool to want you
I'm a fool to want you To want a love that can't be true A love that's there for others too I'm a fool to hold you Such a fool to hold you To seek a kiss not mine alone To share a kiss that Devil has known Time and time again I said I'd leave you Time and time again I went away But then would come the time when I would need you And once again these words I had to say I'm a fool to want you Take me back I need you I know it's wrong, it must be wrong But right or wrong I can't get along Without you I can't get along Without you |
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from Lady In Satin (1997)
for heaven's sake, let's fall in love'
it's no mistake to call it love and angel's holding hands with me how heavenly' how love can be here is romance for us to try here is the chance we can devise while heaven's giving us the break let's fall in love for heaven's sake don't say a word my darling don't break the spell like this just hold me tight we're alone in the night and heaven is here in a kiss this pair of eyes can see a star so paradise can't be so far since heaven's what we're dreaming of for heaven's sake let's fall in love |
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from Lady In Satin (1997)
You don't know what love is
Until you've learned the meaning of the blues Until you've loved a love you've had to lose You don't know what love is You don't know how lips hurt Until you've kissed and had to pay the cost Until you've flipped your heart and you have lost You don't know what love is |
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from Lady In Satin (1997)
I get along without you very well
Of course, I do Except when soft rains fall And drip from leaves Then I recall The thrill of being sheltered in your arms Of course, I do But I get along without you very well I've forgotten you just like I should Of course, I have Except to hear your name Or someone's laugh that is the same But I've forgotten you just like I should What a guy What a fool am I To htink my breaking heart Could kid the moon What's in store Should I fall once more No, it's best that I stict to my tune I get along without you very well Of course, I do Except perhaps in Spring But I should never think of Spring For that would surely break my heart in two by Hoagy Carmichael |
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from Lady In Satin (1997)
For all we know
We may never meet again Before you go make this moment sweet again We won't say goodnight until the last minute I'll hold out my hand and my heart will be in it For all we know this may be only a dream We come and go like a ripple on a stream So love me tonight Tomorrow was made for some Tomorrow may never come For all we know |
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from Lady In Satin (1997)
It was winter in Manhattan
Falling snowflakes filled the air The streets were covered with a film of ice But a little simple magic that I'd heard about somewhere Changed the weather all around, just within a trice You bought me violets for my furs And it was spring for a while, remember? You bought me violets for my furs And there was april in that december The snow drifted on the flowers and melted where it lay The snow looked like dew on the blossoms As on a summer day You bought me violets for my furs And there was blue in the wintry sky You pinned the violets to my furs And gave a lift to the crowds passing by You smiled at me so sweetly Since then one thought occurs That we fell in love completely The day you bought me violets for my furs |
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from Lady In Satin (1997)
I've an awfully feelling
That this thought that's been a stealin thru my brain Is not to be ignored But to really tell the truth Though I'm not a well known sleuth I honestly believe that you are bored You've changed That sparkle in your eyes is gone Your smile is just a careless yawn You're breaking my heart You've changed You've changed Your kisses now are so blase You're bored with me in every way I can't understand You've changed You've forgotten the words, "I love you" Each memory that we've shared You ignore every star above you I can't realize you've ever cared You've changed You're not the angel I once knew No need to tell me what we're through It's all over now You've changed |
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from Lady In Satin (1997)
(Lorenz Hart / Richard Rodgers)
Your sweet expression the smile you gave me, the way you looked when we meet it's easy to remember but so hard to forget. I hear you whisper, "I'll always lave you" I know it's over and yet it's easy to remember but so hard to forget. So I must dream to have your hand caress me, fingers press me tight. I'd rather dream than have the lonely feeling stealing through the nigh. Each little moment is clear before me, and though it brings me regret it's easy to remember but so hard to forget. |
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from Lady In Satin (1997)
Love is funny or it's sad
Or it's quit or it's mad It's a good thing or it's bad But beautiful Beautiful to take a chance and if you fall, you fall And I'm thinking I wouldn't mind at all Love is tearful or it's gay It's a problem or it's a play It's heartache either way But beautiful And I'm thinking if you were mine I'd never let you go And that would be But beautiful I know Love is beautifull I know |
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from Lady In Satin (1997)
Look at yorself.
If you had the sense of humor, You would laught to beat the band. Look at yourself. Do you still belive in rumor that romance is simply grand? Since you took it right on the chin, you have lost that bright toothpaste grin. My mental state is all a jumble. I sit around and sadly mumble. Fools rush in, so here I am, very glad to be unhappy. Unrequited love's a bore, and I've got it pretty bad. But for someone you adore, it's a pleasure to be sad Like a straying baby lamb with no mammy and no pappy, I'm so unhappy, but oh, so glad. |
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from Lady In Satin (1997)
I'll be around no matter how you treat me now,
I'll be around from now on. Your latest love can never last, And when it's past, I'll be around when she's gone. Goodbye again and if you find a love like mine, Just now and then drop a line to say you're feeling fine. And when things go wrong, perhaps you'll see you're meant for me, So, I'll be around when she's gone. |
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from Lady In Satin (1997)
So I walk a little too fast
And I drive a little too fast And I'm reckless it's true, but what esle can you do At the end of a love affair? So I talk a little too much And I laugh a little too much And my voice is too loud When I'm out in a crowd So that people are apt to stare Do you know, do the care, That it's only that I'm lonely And low as can be? And the smile on my face Isn't really a smile at all! So I smke a little so much, And and I drink a little too much And the tunes I request are now always the best But the ones where the trumpets blare! So I to at a maddening pace, And I pretend that it's taking your place But what else can you do, At the end of a love affair |
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from Lady In Satin (1997)
I'm a fool to want youI'm a fool to want youTo want a love that can't be trueA love that's there for others tooI'm a fool to hold youSuch a fool to hold youTo seek a kiss not mine aloneTo share a kiss that Devil has knownTime and time again I said I'd leave youTime and time again I went awayBut then would come the time when I would need youAnd once again these words I had to sayTake me back, I love you...I need youI know it's wrong, it must be wrongBut right or wrong I can't get alongWithout you |
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from Lady In Satin (1997)
I'm a fool to want youI'm a fool to want youTo want a love that can't be trueA love that's there for others tooI'm a fool to hold youSuch a fool to hold youTo seek a kiss not mine aloneTo share a kiss that Devil has knownTime and time again I said I'd leave youTime and time again I went awayBut then would come the time when I would need youAnd once again these words I had to sayTake me back, I love you...I need youI know it's wrong, it must be wrongBut right or wrong I can't get alongWithout you |
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from Lady In Satin (1997)
So I walk a little too fast and I drive a little too fast
And I'm reckless it's true, but what else can you do at the end of a love affair? So I talk a little too much, and I laugh a little too much And my voice is too loud, when I'm out in a crowd So that people are apt to stare Do they know, do they care, that it's only that I'm lonely and low as can be? And the smile on my face isn't really a smile at atll! So I smoke a little too much, and I drink a little too much And the tunes I request are not always the best But the ones where the trumpets blare! So I go at a maddening pace, and I pretend that it's taking your place But what else can you do, at the end of a love affair |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz Masters Vol. 12 (1993)
Ooh, ooh, ooh What a little moonlight can do Ooh, ooh, ooh What a little moonlight can do to you You in love Your heart's fluttering all day long You only stutter cause you for sure Just throw that out of the way I love you Ooh, ooh, ooh What a little moonlight can do Wait a while Till a little moonbeam comes peepin' through He'll get bored You can't resist him All you'll say When you have kissed him is Ooh, ooh, ooh What a little moonlight can do Ooh, ooh, ooh |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz Masters Vol. 12 (1993)
Dear, I thought I drop a line The weather is cool The fooks are fine I'm in bed each night at nine PS I love you Yesterday we had some rain But all in all I can't complain Was it dusty on the train PS I love you Write to the Brown's just as soon as you're able They came around to call And not burn a hole in the dining room table Now let me think; I guess that's all Nothing else for me to say And so I'll close, but by the way Everybody's thinking of you P.S. I love you |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz Masters Vol. 12 (1993)
Blue moon,
you saw me standing alone without a dream in my heart without a love on my own. Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for you heard me saying a prayer for somebody I realy could care for. And then there suddenly appeared before me, the only one my arms will ever hold I heard somebody whisper, "Please adore me." and when I looked, the moon had turned to gold. Blue moon, now I'm lo longer alone without a dream in my heart without a love on my own. |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz Masters Vol. 12 (1993)
One little kiss, a moment of bliss, then hours of deep regret
One little smile, and after a while, a longing to forget One little heartache left as a token One little plaything carelessly broken Remember the night The night you said, "I love you" Remember? Remember you vowed By all the stars above you Remember? Remember we found a lonely spot And after I learned to care a lot You promised that you'd forget me not But you forgot To remember |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz Masters Vol. 12 (1993)
Them that's got shall get
Them that's not shall lose So the Bible said and it still is news Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Yes, the strong gets more While the weak ones fade Empty pockets don't ever make the grade Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Money, you've got lots of friends Crowding round the door When you're gone, spending ends They don't come no more Rich relations give Crust of bread and such You can help yourself But don't take too much Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own He just worry 'bout nothin' Cause he's got his own |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz Masters Vol. 12 (1993)
Yesterdays
Days are new as happy sweet Sequestered days Olden days Golden days Days of mad romance and love Them gay youth was mine Truth was mine Join us be in flame and live Then sooth was mine Sad and mired Glad and mired For today I'm dreamin' of Yesterdays |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz Masters Vol. 12 (1993)
You went away
I let you We broke the ties that bind I wanted to forget you And leave the past behind Still, the magic if the night I met you Seems to stay forever in my mind The sky was blue And high above The moon was new And so was love This eager heart of mine was singing Lover where can you be You came at last Love had its day That day is past You've gone away This aching heart of mine is singing Lover come back to me When I remember every little thing You used to do I'm so lonely Every road I walk along I walk along with you No wonder I am lonely The sky is blue The night is cold The moon is new But love is old And while I'm waiting here This heart of mine is singing Lover come back to me When I remember every little thing You used to do I grow lonely Every road I walk along I walk along with you No wonder I am lonely The sky is blue The night is cold The moon is new But love is old And while I'm waiting here This heart of mine is singing Lover come back to me |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz Masters Vol. 12 (1993)
Some other spring I'll try to love Now I still cling To faded blossoms Fresh from worn Left chrushed and torn Like the love affair I mourn Some other spring When twilight falls Will the night bring Another to me? Not your kind But let me find It's not true that love is blind Sunshine's around me But deep in my heart it's cold as ice Love, once you've found me But can that story unfold twice? Some other spring Will my heart awake? Stirring to sing Love's magic music Then forget the old duet Love in some other spring? Spring? |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz Masters Vol. 12 (1993)
The man who only lives for making money
Lives a life that is'nt necessarily sunny Likewise the man who works for fame There's no guarantee that time won't erase his name The fact is, the only work that really brings enjoyment Is the kind that is for girl and boys meant Fall in love you won't regret it That''s the best work of all if you can get it Holding hands at midnight 'Neath the starry sky Nice work if you can get it And you can get it if you try Scrolling with the one girl Sighing after sigh Nice work if you can get it And you can get it if you try Just imagen someone waiting at the cottage door Where two hearts become one Who could ask for more Loving one who loves you And taking that vow Nice work if you can get it And you can get it if Won't you tell me how? |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz Masters Vol. 12 (1993)
Willow weep for me
Willow weep for me Bent your branches down along the ground and cover me Listen to my plea Hear me willow and weep for me Gone my lovely dreams Lovely summer dreams Gone and left me here To wheep my tears along the stream Sad as I can be Hear me willow and weep for me Whisper to the wind and say thay love has sinned To leave my heart a sign And crying alone Murmur to the night Hide her starry light So none will find me sighing Crying all alone Wheeping willow tree Wheeping sympathy Bent your branches down along the ground and cover me Listen to me plee Hear me willow and weep for me Willow Willow Wheep for me |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz Masters Vol. 12 (1993)
All or nothing at all
Half love never appealled to me If your heart never could yield to me Then I'd rather have nothing at all All or nothing at all If it's love there is no in between Why begin, then cry for something that might have been No, I rather have nothing at all But, please, don't bring your lips so close to my cheek Don't smile or I'll be lost beyond recall The kiss in your eyes, the touch of your hand makes me weak And my heart may grow dizzy and fall And if I fell under the spell of your call I would be caught in the undertow So, you see, I've got to say No, no All or nothing at all |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz Masters Vol. 12 (1993)
It's time to end my holiday and bid the country a hasty farewell.
So on this gray and melancholy day, I'll move to a Manhattan hotel. I'll dispose of my rose-colored chattels and prepare for my share of adventures and battles, Here on the twenty-seventh floor looking down on the city I hate and adore! Autumn in New York, why does it seem so inviting? Autumn in New York, it spells the thrill of first-nighting. Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds in canyons of steel; they're making me feel I'm home. It's autumn in New York that brings the promise of new love. Autumn in New York is often mingled with pain. Dreamers with empty hands may sigh for exotic lands; it's autumn in New York; it's good to live again. |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz Masters Vol. 12 (1993)
A fine romance, with no kisses A fine romance, my friend this is We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes But you're as cold as yesterday's mashed potatoes A fine romance, you won't nestle A fine romance, you won't wrestle I might as well play bridge With my old maid aunt I haven't got a chance This is a fine romance A fine romance, my good fellow You take romance, I'll take jello You're calmer than the seals In the Arctic Ocean At least they flap their fins To express emotion A fine romance with no quarrels With no insults and all morals I've never mussed the crease In your blue serge pants I never get the chance This is a fine romance |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz Masters Vol. 12 (1993)
Good morning heartache
You old gloomy sight Good morning heartache Thought we said goodbye last night I turned and tossed until it seems you heve gone But here you are with the dawn Wish I forget you, but you're here to stay It seems I met you When my love went away Now everyday I stop I'm saying to you Good morning heartache what's new Stop haunting me now Can't shake you nohow Just leave me alone I've got those Monday blues Straight to Sunday blues Good morning heartache Here we go again Good morning heartache You're the one Who knows me well Might as well get use to you hanging around Good morning heartache Sit down |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz Masters Vol. 12 (1993)
Please don't talk about me when I'm gone
Honey, though our friendship ceases from now on And if you can't say anything uptight It's better not to talk at all, is my advice We're parting, you'll go your way, I'll go mine I have just this to do Give a little kiss and hope that it brings Lots of love to you Makes no difference how Jerry carries on (but I'll make it, baby!) Please don't talk about me when I'm gone Please don't talk about me, honey, when I'm gone Though our friendship ceases from now on And if you can't say anything real nice You better not talk at all, is Jerry's advice We're parting, you'll go your way, I'll go mine I have just this to do Here's a little kiss, I hope it brings Lots and lots of love to you Makes no difference how I carry on Please don't talk about me Please don't talk about me Please don't talk about me Please don't talk about me Please don't talk about me Please don't talk about me, honey Please don't talk about me when I'm gone |
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from Billie Holiday - Jazz Masters Vol. 12 (1993)
Speak low when you speak, love
Our summer day withers away too soon, too soon Speak low when you speak, love Our moment is swift, like ships adrift, we're swept apart, too soon Speak low, darling, speak low Love is a spark, lost in the dark too soon, too soon I feel wherever I go that tomorrow is near, tomorrow is here and always too soon Time is so old and love so brief Love is pure gold and time a thief We're late, darling, we're late The curtain descends, ev'rything ends too soon, too soon I wait, darling, I wait Will you speak low to me, speak love to me and soon |
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from Billie Holiday - Me Myself & I (1996)
Someday he'll come along
The man I love And he'll be big and strong The man I love And when he comes my way I'll do my best to make him stay He'll look at me and smile I'll understand Then in a little while He'll take my hand And though it seems absurd I know we both won't say a word Maybe I shall meet him Sunday Maybe Monday, maybe not Still I'm sure to meet him one day Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day He'll build a little home That's meant for two From which I'll never roam Who would, would you And so all else above I'm dreaming of the man I love |
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from Billie Holiday - Me Myself & I (1996)
Like the beat, beat, beat of the tomtom
When the jungle shadows fall Like the tick, tick, tock of the stately clock as it stands against the wall Like the drip, drip, drip of the raindrops When the summer show'r is through So a voice within me keeps repeating You, you, you Night and day you are the one Only you beneath the moon and sun Whether near me or far It's no matter, darling, where you are I think of you Night and day Day and night Why is it so That this longing for you follows wherever I go In the roaring traffic's boom In the silence of my lonely room I think of you Night and day Night and day under the hide of me There's an Oh, such a hungry yearning Burning inside of me And its torment won't be trough 'Till you spent my life making love to you Day and night Night and day Night and day |
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from Billie Holiday - Me Myself & I (1996)
A cigarette that bares a lipstick's traces
An airline ticket to romantic places Still my heart has wings These foolish things remind me of you. A tinkling piano in the next apartment Those stumblin'words That told you what my heart meant A fair ground painted swings These foolish things remind me of you. You came, you saw, you conquered me When you did that to me I knew somehow this had to be The winds of march that made my heart a dancer A telephone that rings but who's to answer Oh, how the ghost of you clings These foolish things remind me of you |
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from Billie Holiday - Me Myself & I (1996)
I cried for you
Now it's your turn to cry over me Every road has a turning That's one thing you're learning I cried for you What a fool I used to be Now I've found two eyes Just a little bit bluer I've found a heart Just a little bit truer I cried for you Now it's your turn to cry over me |
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from Billie Holiday - Me Myself & I (1996)
No regrets
Although our love affair has gone astray No regrets I know I'll always care though you're away So now our happy romance ended suddenly Still in my heart you'll be forever mine No regrets Because somebody new looks good to you No regrets Sweetheart no matter what you say or do I know our love will linger When the other love forgets So I say goodbye with no regrets No regrets Because somebody new looks good to you No regrets Sweetheart no matter what you say or do I know our love will linger When the other love forgets So I say goodbye with no regrets |
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from Billie Holiday - Me Myself & I (1996)
You're mean to me
Why must you be mean to me? Gee, honey, it seems to me You love to see me cryin' I don't know why I stay home each night When you say you phone You don't and I'm left alone. Sing the blues and sighin' You treat me coldly each day in the year You always scold me Whenever somebody is near, dear I must be great fun to be mean to me You shouldn't, for can't you see What you mean to me |
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from Billie Holiday - Me Myself & I (1996)
Me, myself and I
Are all in love with you We all think you're wonderful We do Me, myself and I Have just one point of view We're convinced There's no one else like you It can't be denied dear You brought the sun to us We'd be satisfied dear If you, you'd belong to one of us So if you pass me by Three hearts will break in two Cause me, myself and I Are all in love with you Me, myself and I Are all in love with you We all think you're wonderful We do Me, myself and I Have just one point of view We're convinced There's no one else like you It can't be denied dear You brought the sun to us We'd be satisfied dear If you'd belong to one of us So if you pass me by Three hearts will break in two Cause me, myself and I Are all in love with you |
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from Billie Holiday - Me Myself & I (1996)
Oh listen, sister I love my mister man and I can't tell you why Dere ain't no reason why I should love dat man It must be sumpin' dat de angels done plan De chimbley's smokin' De roof is leakin' in But he don't seem to care He can be happy With jes' a sip of gin I even loves him when his kisses got gin Fish got to swim and birds got to fly I got to love man till I die Can't help lovin' that man of mine Tell me he's lazy Tell me he's slow Tell me I'm crazy, maybe, I know Can't help lovin' that man of mine When he goes away Dat's a rainy day And when he comes back dat day is fine The sun will shine He can come home as late as can be Home without him ain't no home to me Can't help lovin' that man of mine |
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from Billie Holiday - Me Myself & I (1996)
You go to my head
You linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning round In my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne You go to my head Like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew And I find the very mention of you Like the kicker in a julep or two The thrill of the thought That you might give a thought To my plea, casts a spell over me Still I say to myself Get ahold of yourself Can't you see that it never can be You go to my head with a smile That makes my temperature rise Like a summer with a thousand Julys You intoxicate my soul with your eyes Though I'm certain that this heart of mine Hasn't a ghost of a chance In this crazy romance You go to my head, you go to my head Though I'm certain that this heart of mine Hasn't a ghost of a chance In this crazy romance You go to my head, you go to my head |
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from Billie Holiday - Me Myself & I (1996)
Iv'e been around the world in a plane
Settled revolutions in Spain The North Pole I have charted But can't get started with you And at the golf course I'm under par Metro-Goldwyn wants me to star I've got a house and a show place But can't get no place with you You're so supreme The lyrics I write of you Dream, dream, day and night of you Scheme just for the sight of you Baby but what good dose it do I've been consulted by Franklin D. Even Gabel had me to tea But now I'm broken hearted Can't get started with you You're so supreme The lyrics I write of you Dream, dream, day and night of you Scheme just for the sight of you But what good does it do I've been consulted by Franklin D. Even Basic had me to tea But now I'm broken hearted Can't get started with you |
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from Billie Holiday - Me Myself & I (1996)
There's snowflakes in the sky
And geese are flying high But it's April in my heart again The devil got his due Love's holiday is through Love and I have made a happy start again Through leaves lie on the ground The world just turned around It isn't Fall at all you see It's Spring that I have found There's frost in Central Park At five it's almost dark What's the difference When you've heard love's sweet amend There's snowflakes in the sky And geese are flying high But there's April in my heart again |