Billie Holiday - The Essential Billie Holiday [compilation] (2005) by Billie Holiday (보컬) on maniadb.com

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?

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

Toots camarata / bob russell

You ain't gonna bother me no more
Nohow
Love just goes so far
No more
Woke up this morining and found
I didn't care for you no more
Nohow
Never felt so good before
You're down to my size
It's over and done
So honey, step down from your throne
That look in your eyes


Don't bother me none
Can take or leave you alone
From my window
Skys ain't grey nomore
Not now
Here's the day
That I've been waiting for
Got only one heart
One heart with no spares
Must save it for loving
Somebody who cares
So you ain't gonna bother me
No more, no more

It cost me a lot
But theres one thing that I've got
Its my man
Its my man

Cold or wet
Tired, you bet
All of this I'lll soon forget
With my man

He is not much on looks
He is 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 dont 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 dont 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

Jay Gorney / Sidney Clare

You're my thrill
You do something to me
You send chills right through me
When I look at you
'Cause you're my thrill

You're my thrill
How my pulse increases
I just go to pieces
When I look at you
'Cause you're my thrill

Hmmm-nothing seems to matter
Hmmm-here's my heart on a silver platter
Where's my will
Why this strange desire
That keeps morning higher
When I look at you
I cann't keep still
You're my thrill

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.

I'll never regret the years 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.

All of me
Why not take all of me
Cant you see
Im no good without you
Take my lips
I want to loose them
Take my arms
Ill 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

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

Irene Kitchings / Arthur Herzog Jr.

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?

Hush now, don't explain
Just say you'll remain
I'm glad you're 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 love endures
All my thoughts are 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

You know that I love you
And what love endures
Nothing rates above 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

It's that ole devil called love again
Gets behind me and keeps giving me that shove again
Putting rain in my eyes
Tears in my dreams
And rocks in my heart

It's that sly ole-sun-of-a-gun again
He keeps telling me that I'm the lucky one again
But I still have that rain
Still have those tears
And those rocks in my heart

Suppose I didn't stay and ran away
Wouldn't play
That devil-what a potion he would brew
He'd follow me around
Build me up, tear me down
Till I'd be so bewildered
I wouldn't know what to do

Might as well give up the fight again
I know darn well he'll convince me
That he's right again
When he sings that siren song
I just gotta tag along
With that ole devil called love

He'd follow around
Build me up, tear me down
Till I'd be so bewildered
I wouldn't know what to do

I Cover The Waterfront

Johnny W. Green / Edward Heyman


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............

Irving Berlin

This year's crop of kisses
Don't seem as sweet to me
This year's crop just misses
What kisses used to be
This year's new romance
Doesn't seem to have a chance
Even helped by Mr. Moon above
This year's crop of kisses is not for me
For I'm still wearin' last year's love

Leonard Bernstein

So you cry
What's it about, baby?
You ask why
Blues had to go and pick you
So you go
Down to the shore, kid's stuff
Don't you know
There's honey in the store for you, big stuff
Let's take a ride on my gravy train
The door open wide

So you stare
Call it despair, baby
Don't you care
I'm on the square about you
Let's have a try
It maybe that you're my guy
Let's take a ride on my gravy train
The door open wide
Come in from out of the rain

Roy Turk / Fred E. Ahlert

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

Irene Wilson / Arthur Herzog Jr.

Ghost of yesterday
Stalking 'round my room
All night long you stay
Walk around profound gloom
When the darkness falls
When I've gone to bed
Weirdly come your calls
Mournfully, scornfully dead

Folly of a love I strangled
Pulsing heart I thought was gone
Gives no peace
Will not cease
Prowling 'round till dawn
Ghost of yesterday
Every night you're here
Whispering away
"Might have been, might have been, oh, my dear"
Foolish heart must pay
Ghost of yesterday
Yesterday

Matty Malneck / Frank Signorelli / Gus Kahn

I'll never be the same
Guys have lost their meaning for me
I'll never be the same
Nothin's what it once used to be
And when the song birds that sing
Tell me it's spring
I can't believe their song
Once love was king
But kings can be wrong

I'll never be the same
There is such an ache in my heart
I'll never be the same
Since we're apart
But there's a lot that a smile can hide
And I know deep down inside
I'll never be the same
Never be the same again

Roy Turk / Fred E. Ahlert

I'll get by
As long as I have you
Oh there'be rain
And darkness too
I'll not complain
I'll live with you
Poverty
May come to me that's true
But what care I
I'll get by
As long as I have you

*ALTERNATIVELY (I don't know....., ecduzit)
I'll get by as long as I have you
Though there'll be rain and darkness too
I'll not complain
I'll laugh, it's true

Ah, but tears may come to me
That's true
But what care I, say
I'll get by, as long as I have you

Good Morning Heartache


Goodmorning heartache
You old gloomy sight
Goodmorning heatache
Thought we said goodbye last night
I turned and tossed 'til it seemed you had gone
But here you are with the dawn
Wish I'd forget you, but you're here to stay
It seems I met you when my love went away
Now everyday I start by saying to you
Goodmorning heartache, what's new?

Stop haunting me now
Can't shake you nohow
Just leave me alone
I've got those Monday blues
Stright through Sunday blues
Goodmorning heartache
Here we go again
Goodmorning heartache
You're the one who knew me when
Might as well get used to you hanging around
Goodmorning heartache
Sit down

Stop haunting me now
Can't shake you nohow
Just leave me alone
I've got those Monday blues
Stright through Sunday blues
Goodmorning heartache
Here we go again
Goodmorning heartache
You're the one who knew me when
Might as well get used to you hanging around
Goodmorning heartache
Sit down

Southern trees bear a 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 magnolia sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh

Here is a fruit for the crow to pluck
For the rain to wither, for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop