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Nina Simone
Nina Simone


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Настоящее имя Eunice Kathleen Waymon
Дата рождения 21 февраля 1933 г.
Место рождения Tryon, North Carolina, United States
Дата смерти 21 апреля 2003 г.
Место смерти Carry-le-Rouet, Bouches-du-Rhône, France
Жанры Jazz
Blues
Soul
R&B
Folk
Gospel
Годы 1954—2003
Лейблы RCA Records
Legacy Recordings
Сайт Website



Альбом Nina Simone


Anthology - The Colpix Years (1996)
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Gordon Jenkins, Joe Bishop

Let me cry, let me sighWhen I'm blueLet me go way from this lonely town
Won't be long for my songWill be thruCause I know I'm on my last go-round
All the love I could steal beg or borrowWouldn't heal all this pain in my soulWhat is Love but a prelude to sorrowWith heartache ahead for your goal
Here I go, now you knowWhy I'm leavingGot the Blues, What can I lose....Good-bye.

. . .

That's Him Over There

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(1959) George Bassman, Chayefsky

Only the lonely love, only the sad of soul,
Wake and begin their day in the middle of the night,
To breakfast on their pride, burnt joys and tears just dried
To breakfast with the moon in the middle of the night.

Then to count once more my miserly store of your kisses
In this darkness restored,
To grasp your absent grace in desperate embrace,
To make your false heart true, in the middle of the night oh oh oh

Then to count once more my miserly store of your kisses
In this darkness restored,
To grasp your absent grace in desperate embrace,
To make your false heart true, in the middle of the night .

. . .


(1932) Ann Ronell

Willow weep for me, willow weep for me,
Bend your branches green along the stream that runs to sea,
Listen to my plea, listen willow weep for me,
Gone my lover's dream, lovely summer dream,
Gone and left me here to weep my tears into the stream,
Sad as I can be - Hear me willow and weep for me.

Whisper to the wind to say that love has sinned
To leave my heart aching and making this moan,
Murmur to the night to hide her starry light,
So none will find me sighing and crying all alone,
Weeping willow tree, weep in sympathy,
Bend your branches down along the ground and cover me,
When the shadows fall, bend oh willow and weep for me.

To leave my heart aching and making this moan,
So none will find me sighing and crying all alone,
Weeping willow tree, weep in sympathy,
Bend your branches down along the ground and cover me,
When the shadows fall, bend oh willow,
Bend oh willow and weep for me.

. . .


Carl Nutter, Renee Borek, King Guion

Since you've gone I spend each lonely night,
Dealing out the cards from left to right,
And the King of Hearts is there to remind me
That I'm all alone playing solitaire.

Love was just another game for two,
I see now that's all it meant to you,
And my heart got lost somewhere in the shuffle,
So I'm all alone playing solitaire

In each romance there's an element of chance,
A gamble to win or to lose,
You play to win, then you find you're playing in a game with no rules,
Just made for fools.
Now, the Joker has a laugh on me,
'Cause I played my hand so carelessly,
And until you wanna share that old feeling,
I'll be dealing time away with solitaire.

And until you want to share that old feeling,
I'll be dealing time away, dealing time away with solitaire.

. . .


Traditional

Black is the color of my true love's hair
His face so soft and wondrous fair
The purest eyes
And the strongest hands
I love the ground on where he stands
I love the ground on where he stands

Black is the color of my true love's hair
Of my true love's hair
Of my true love's hair

Oh I love my lover
And well he knows
Yes, I love the ground on where he goes
And still I hope
That the time will come
When he and I will be as one
When he and I will be as one

So black is the color of my true love's hair
Black is the color of my true love's hair
Black is the color of my true love's hair

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Dorothy Fields, Jimmy MacHugh

I know why I waited
Know why I've been blue
I've been waiting each day
For someone exactly like you

Why should I spend some money
On a show or two
When nobody sings these love songs
Exactly like you

You make me feel so grand
I wanna give this world to you
You make me understand
These foolish little dreams I'm dreaming
And schemes I'm scheming

Now I know why my mama
She taught me to be true
She knew just around the corner
Was somebody like you

You make me feel so grand
I wanna give this world to you
Baby you make me understand
These foolish little dreams I'm dreaming
And schemes I'm scheming

Now I know why my mama
She taught me to be true
She knew just around the corner
Yes she knew just around the corner
Was somebody like you

. . .


The other woman finds time to manicure her nails,
The other woman is perfect where her rival fails.
And she's never seen with pin curls in her hair - anywhere.

The other woman enchants her clothes with French perfume.
The other woman keeps fresh cut flowers in each room.
There are never toys scattered anywhere...

And when her old man comes to call,
He'll find her waiting like a lonesome queen.
'cause when she's by his side
it's such a change from her old routine.

But...

The other woman will always cry herself to sleep.
The other woman will never have his love to keep.
And, as years go by...
The other woman will spend her real life alone.

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(1951) irving berlin
I don't want him you can have himHe's not worth fighting forBesides there's plenty more where he came fromI don't want him you can have himI'm giving him the sackAnd he can go right back where he came fromI'm afraid I never loved himSweetie he'd be better off with youI could never make him happy
All I ever wanted to do wasRun my fingers through his curly locksMend his underwear and darn his socksFetch his slippers and remove his shoesWipe his glasses when he's read the newsRub his forehead with a gentle touchMornings after when he's had a little too much

Kiss him gently when he cuddles nearAnd give him babies one for every year
So you see that I don't want him you can have himYou can have him cos I don't want himBecause he's not the man for meThen I'd close the window while he soundly sleptThen I'd raid the icebox where the food is keptI'd fix the breakfast that would please him mostEggs and coffee some apricot juice and some buttered toastOh oh then I'd go out and buy the papersAnd when they've been read spend the balance of the day in bed
So you see that I don't want him you can have himYou can have him cos I don't want him because he's not my manI don't want him you can have himYou can have him I don't want himYou can have him I don't want himCos he's not the man for me

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Traditional

If it hadn't been for cotton-eye joe
I'd been married long time ago
Where did you come from. Where did you go?
Where did you come from cotton-eye joe?

(repeat)

He came to town like a midwinter storm
He rode through the fields so
Handsome and strong
His eyes was his tools and his smile was his gun
But all he had come for was having some fun

(repeat intro)

He brought disaster wherever he went
The hearts of the girls was to hell broken sent
They all ran away so nobody would know
And left only men cause of cotton-eye joe

(repeat intro)

. . .


Billie Holiday

My man he don't love me he treats me oh so mean
My man he don't love me he treats me oh so mean
He's the meanest man that I've ever see

My baby wears high peg pants stripes are really yellow
Baby wears high peg pants stripes area really yellow
When he starts into love me he's so fine and mellow

Love will make you drink and gamble make you stay out all night long
Love will make you drink and gamble make you stay out all night long
Love will make you do things that you know is wrong

Do right baby if you stay home every day
I'll do right baby if you stay home every day
You're so mean and evil I know you're gonna drive me away

Why did he leave me why did he have to go
Why did he leave me why did he have to go
Went off and left me baby I loved him so

I'll be a good wife to you if it means anything to you
I'll stay home every night and I'll love you
And kiss you every night and one of these days
If you're good to me honey one of these day
If God is good to me I'll bring you a little burny

Come back to me baby try me one more time
Cos without your loving I swear I'm gonna lose my mind

. . .


(Jimmie Cox)

Well once I lived the life of a millionaire
Spending my money, I didn't care
Takin' my friends out for a mighty good time
Buyin' boot leg liquor, champagne and wine
Then I began to fall so low
Couldn't find me no friends
Had no place to go
If I ever get my hands on a dollar again
I'm gonna hold on to it, till the eagle grins

I said nobody knows you
When you're down and out
In your pocket, you ain't got one penny
And your friends, you didn't have any
Just as soon as you get up on your feet again
Here they all come, they say that they're your long-lost friend
Oh lord without a doubt
Nobody wants you
Nobody needs you
Nobody wants you
When you're down and out

I say

Nobody wants you
Nobody needs you
Nobody wants you when you're down and out

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(1927) richard jones
Trouble in mind, I'm blueBut I won't be blue always,'cause the sun's gonna shineIn my backdoor some day.
I'm all alone at midnightAnd my lamp is burnin' lowAin't never had so muchTrouble in my life before.
Trouble in mind, that's trueI have almost lost my mind,Life ain't worth livin,Sometimes I feel like dyin'.
Goin' down to the river

Gonna take my ol' rockin' chairAnd if the blues don't leave meI'll rock away from there.
You been a hard-hearted mamaGreat god! you been unkindGonna be a cold, cold papaCause you to lose your mind.
I'm gonna lay my head downOn some lonesome railroad lineAnd let the two nineteenPacify my mind.
Well it's trouble, oh troubleTrouble on my worried mind,When you see me laughin'I'm laughin' just to keep from cryin'.

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Porgy

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Raditional
Where is my tambourine wait a minute I'll get your tambourineGot my tambourine get your thing babyWhat's wrong with you what is it you wantCan't forget my tambourine boy want a minuteThis is a folk tune nad it's called little liza janeWe get some rhythm started here and see what happens
I got a beau you ain't got none little liza jeanI got a beau you ain't got none little liza jeanI got a beau you ain't got none little liza jeanI got a beau you ain't got none little liza jeanOh little liza liza jane oh little liza liza jeanOh little liza liza jane oh little liza liza jean
Come my love and live with meI will take good care of thee little liza jeanCome my love and live with meI will take good care of thee little liza jeanOh little liza liza jane oh little liza liza jeanOh little liza liza jane oh little liza liza jean
Hambone hammer where you've beenDown by the river making ginI know a man that's three feet tallDrink his liquor and has a ballSaw him just the other dayHe had a horse and a ball of hay

Little lisa jane jane little lizaLittle lisa jane jane little lizaLittle lisa jane jane little lizaLittle liza jean little liza jeanLittle lisa jane jane little lizaLittle lisa jane jane little lizaLittle lisa jane jane little lizaLittle liza jean little liza jeanOh little liza liza jane oh little liza liza jeanOh little liza liza jane oh little liza liza jean
He took me to his great big townLots of people standing aroundThey were listening to a great big bandThe bestest music in the landI tell you once and tell you twiceEnjoy yourself and live your life
Little lisa jane jane little lizaLittle lisa jane jane little lizaLittle lisa jane jane little lizaLittle liza jean little liza jeanLittle lisa jane jane little lizaLittle lisa jane jane little lizaLittle lisa jane jane little lizaLittle liza jean little liza jean
Oh little liza liza jane oh little liza liza jeanOh little liza liza jane oh little liza liza jean

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Norman curtis, oscar brown jr

Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was just rags and old iron
I heard that old rag man now making his rounds
He came right to my alley lord with sorrowful sounds
Crying rags old iron and pulling his cart
Ask him how much he'd give me for my broken heart

Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was just rags and old iron
So I asked that old rag man how much he would pay
For a heart that was broken baby when you went away
For a burnt out old love light that no longer beams
And a couple of slightly used second hand dreams

Rags old iron rags old iron

All he was buying was just rags and old iron
For those big empty promises you used to make
For those memories of you that are no longer sweet
I wish he could haul them off down the street

Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was just rags and old iron
When love doesn't last tell me what is it worth
It was once mama's most precious possession on earth
When I asked that old rag man if he'd like to buy
He just shook his head and continued to cry

Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was just rags and old iron
Rags old iron rags old iron
Rags old iron rags old iron rags old iron

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Dan Fisher, Irene Higginbotham, Sammy Gallop

No good man
Loving on a no good plan never treats me as he should
And that ain't good he's always bringing me down
He's no saint Heaven knows taht's what he ain't
Spends his money foolishly and not on me
I'm the one who gets the run around

I ought to hate him but still I love him so
Cos I require love that's made of fire
And in his arms I find always get that kind
No good man
Ever since the world began tere's been other folks like me
Born to be in love with a no good man

I ought to hate him but still I love him so
Cos you see I require love that's made of fire
And in his arms I find always get that kind
No good man
Ever since the world began tere's been other folks like me
Born to be in love with a no good man

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Stay away from me
Cause i'm in my sin
Stay away from me
Cause i'm in my sin
If this joint is raided
Somebody get me my gin
Don't try me nobody
Cause you will never win
Don't try me nobody
Cause you will never win
I'll fight the army and navy
Somebody give me my gin
I don't want no clothes
I don't want no bed
I don't want no clothes yeah
Want no bed
Want no pork chops and greens
Just give me gin instead
Stay away from me
Cause i'm in my sin
Stay away from me yeah
Cause i'm in my sin
Joint is raided
I don't care!
Give me my gin!
I'm in my sin
Joint is raided
Lets go home
So i can get me my gin

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Work Song

Breaking rocks out here on the chain gang
Breaking rocks and serving my time
Breaking rocks out here on the chain gang
Because they done convicted me of crime
Hold it steady right there while I hit it
well reckon that ought to get it
been
working and working
but I still got so terribly far to go

I commited crime Lord I needed
Crime of being hungry and poor
I left the grocery store man bleeding (breathing?)
When they caught me robbing his store
Hold it steady right there while I hit it
Well reckon that ought to get it
been
working and working
but I still got so terribly far to go

I heard the judge say five years
On chain-gang you gonna go
I heard the judge say five years labor
I heard my old man scream "Lordy, no!"
Hold it right there while I hit it
well reckon that ought to get it
been
working and working
but I still got so terribly far to go

Gonna see my sweet honey bee
Gonna break this chain off to run
Gonna lay down somewhere shady
Lord I sure am hot in the sun
Hold it right there while I hit it
well reckon that ought to get it
been
workin' and workin'
been
workin' and slavin'
an'
workin' and workin'
but I still got so terribly far to go

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Oscar Brown jr

Eve and Adam had a garden everything was great
Till one day a boy says pardon Miss my name is snake
See that apple over yonder if you'll take a bite
You and Adam both are bound to have some fun tonight
Go on and eat forbidden fruit
It's mighty sweet forbidden fruit
It's quite a treat forbidden fruit
Go ahead and taste it you don't wanna waste it

The Lord had said in the beginning everything is free
Except that apple that leads to sinning so let that apple be
But Eve got tempted so she tried it and as all chicks do
Teaser her man till he decided he'd just try some too
Go on and eat forbidden fruit
It's mighty sweet forbidden fruit
It's quite a treat forbidden fruit
Go ahead and bite it I bet you'd be delighted

I hate to tell you all what followed the Lord was most upset
Saw them making love and hollered what have you to add
And when they made a full confession the Lord said hm I see
I guess I'll have to teach you a lesson about not minding me
Go on and eat forbidden fruit
It's mighty sweet forbidden fruit
It's quite a treat forbidden fruit
You're all indebted now you gonna get it

The Lord made Eve Adam's madam have his kids and all
Placed some labour laws on Adam and he made the snake to fall
Ever since the days of Eden folks been sinful my
Nowadays they're even eating apples in their pie
Go on and eat forbidden fruit
It's mighty sweet forbidden fruit
It's quite a treat forbidden fruit
Go ahead and taste it you don't wanna waste it
Oh go ahead and bite it I bet you'd be delighted
You always did it now you'll gonna get it
Forbidden fruit

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Now every woman is entitled to one mistake
The Lord knows I've made one
But baby forgive me half a chance
I wanna make it up to you

Come on back Jack hey Jack come on come on back
Come on back Jack hey Jack come on come on back
Who's calling me oh who's calling me
Come on back Jack hey Jack come on come on back

When I told you I was through
And I told you
To move on
I didn't know I'd miss you so
But baby I was wrong
Those nights without your love
They ain't worth thinking of haha

Come on back Jack hey Jack come on come on back
Come on back Jack hey Jack come on come on back
Oh woman save your breath
Little woman save your breath
Come on back Jack hey Jack come on come on back

When you told me you was through
And you told me to move on
I found a sweeter love than you
And it didn't take me long

No now baby please don't you do that to me
I need your crazy kisses so to rock me tenderly
Those nights without your love
They ain't worth thinking of haha

Come on back Jack hey Jack come on come on back
Come on back Jack hey Jack come on come on back
I'm never coming back ain't never coming back
Come on back Jack hey Jack come on come on back

Now I'm pleading with you baby
What you got to say about it
I ain't coming honey

Now please I'll apologize
I admit I was wrong
I'll help you all I can
But ain't coming remember
I told you I'd get on my feet again

Now wait a minute Jack I'll help you
I told you I was sorry
Baby I done found someone else

. . .


Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers

He was too good to me how can I get along now
So close he stood to me
Everything is all messed up and wrong now
My baby would have brought me the sun
Cos making me smile that was his fun

When I was mean to him he didn't say go away now
You see I was his queen to him
Who's gonna make me gay now
It's only natural that I'm blue
Cos my baby was too good to be true

I said he was too good to me how am I ever get along now
So close he stood to me
Everything's all messed up and wrong now
He would have brought me the sun and the moon
Cos anytime I left him it was too soon

When I was mean to him he didn't say go away now
I was his queen to him who's gonna make me gay now
It's only natural said it's only natural that I'm so blue
He was too good to be true

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Traditional

There is a house in New Orleans
Call it the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin
Of many a poor girl
And me, oh Lord, I'm one

If I'd listened what my mama said
Be at home today
Bein' so young
And foolish, my Lord
Let a gambler lead me astray

My mother was a tailor
Sews new blue jeans
My sweetheart's is a drunkarad, Lord
Drinks down in New Orleans

Go tell my baby sister
Never do what I have done
Shun that house in New Orleans
They call it the Rising Sun

Goin' back to New Orleans
Race is almost run
Goin' back to spend my life
Beneath, beneath, beneath, oh Lord
Beneath, oh now
Beneath the rising, rising sun
Now, now

You come on bye

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Oscar Brown jr
Brown Baby Brown BabyAs you grow up I want you to drink from the plenty cupI want you to stand up tall and proudAnd I want you to speak up clear and loudBrown Baby Brown Baby Brown Baby
As years go by I want you to go with your head up highI want you to live by the justice codeAnd I want you to walk down freedom's roadYou little Brown Baby

Lie away sleeping lie away safe in my armsTill your daddy and you mama protect you?nd keep you safe from harmBrown Baby
It makes me glad you gonna have things that I never hadWhen out of men's heart all hate is hurledSweetie you gonna live in a better worldBrown Baby Brown Baby Brown Baby

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Traditional

Children go where I send you,
How shall I send you?
I'm gonna send you one by one,
One for the little biddy baby, was born, born, born in Bethlehem.

Children go where I send you,
How shall I send you?
I'm gonna send you two by two,
Two for Paul and Silas,
One for the little biddy baby, was born, born, born in Bethlehem.

Children go where I send you,
How shall I send you?
I'm gonna send you four by four,
Four for the poor that stood at the door,
Three for the Hebrew children,
Two for Paul and Silas,
One for the little biddy baby, was born, born, born in Bethlehem.

Children go where I send you,
How shall I send you?
I'm gonna send you six by six,
Six for the six that couldn't get fixed,
Five for the gospel preacher,
Four for the poor that stood at the door,
Three for the Hebrew children,
Two for Paul and Silas,
One for the little biddy baby, was born, born, born in Bethlehem.

Children go where I send you,
How shall I send you?
I'm gonna send you eight by eight,
Eight for the eight that stood at the gate,
Seven for the seven came down from heaven,
Six for the six that couldn't get fixed,
Five for the gospel preacher,
Four for the poor that stood at the door,
Three for the Hebrew children,
Two for Paul and Silas,
One for the little biddy baby, one for the little biddy baby,
One for the little biddy baby. He was born, born,......
He was born in Bethlehem.

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(1943) duke ellington, bob russell
Do nothin' till you hear from mePay no attention to what's saidWhy people tear the seam of anyone's dream is over my head
Do nothin' till you hear from meAt least consider our romanceIf you should take the word of others you've heardDon't you know, I haven't a chance
True I've been seen with somebody newBut does that mean that I'm been untrue? When we're apart the words in my heart reveal how I feel about you
Some kiss may cloud my memoryAnd others arms may hold a thrillBut please do nothin' till you hear from meAnd baby you never will
Original lyric

Someone told someone and someone told youBut they wouldn't hurt you, not muchSine ev'ry one spreads the storyWith his own little personal touch
Do nothin' till you hear from mePay no attention to what's saidWhy people tear the seam of anyone's dream is over my head
Do nothin' till you hear from meAt least consider our romanceIf you should take the word of others you've heardI haven't a chance
True I've been seen with someone newBut does that mean that I'm untrue? When we're apart the words in my heart reveal how I feel about youSome kiss may cloud my memroyAnd others arms may hold a thrillBut please do nothin' till you hear from meAnd you never will

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(1941) Paul Francis Webster, Duke Ellington

My baby never treats me sweet and gentle the way he should;
I got it bad and that ain't good!

My poor heart is sentimental not made of wood
I got it bad and that ain't good!
But when the weekend's over and Monday rolls aroun'
I end up like I start out just cryin' my heart out
He don't love me like I love him nobody could
I got it bad and that ain't good!

Like a lonely weeping willow lost in the wood
I got it bad and that ain't good!
And the things I tell my pillow no woman should
I got it bad and that ain't good!
Tho folks with good intentions tell me to save my tears
I'm glad I'm mad about him I can't live without him
Lord above me make him love me the way he should
I got it bad and that ain't good!


Original lyric

The poets say that all who love are blind
But I'm in love and I know what time it is!
The Good Book says "Go seek and ye shall find"
Well, I have sought and my what a climb it is!
My life is just like the weather
It changes with the hours
When he's near I'm fair and warmer
When he's gone I'm cloudy with showers;
in emotion, like the ocean it's either sink or swim
When a woman loves a man like I love him.
Never treats me sweet and gentle the way he should;
I got it bad and that ain't good!

My poor heart is sentimental not made of wood
I got it bad and that ain't good!
But when the weekend's over and Monday rolls aroun'
I end up like I start out just cryin' my heart out
He don't love me like I love him nobody could
I got it bad and that ain't good!

Like alonely weeping willow lost in the wood
I got it bad and that ain't good!
And the things I tell my pillow no woman should
I got it bad and that ain't good!
Tho folks with good intentions tell me to save my tears
I'm glad I'm mad about him I can't live without him
Lord above me make him love me the way he should
I got it bad and that ain't good!

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(1956) billy strayhorn, duke ellington
Buddy bolden tune upBlowing horn was his gameBorn with a silver trumpet in his mouthHe played the horn before he talkedBorn on the after beatHe patted his foot before walked
When buddy bolden tuned up you could hear him clean

Clean across the river clean across the riverHe woke up the working people and kept the easy livingCall on buddy bolden call him buddy bolden
Watch it he's calling his flock nowHe's calling his flock now here they comeCall him buddy bolden he's calling his flock nowHere they come here they comeCome on buddy bolden here they come

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(1934) Eddie Delange, Irving Mills, Duke Ellington
In my solitude you haunt meWith reveries of days gone byIn my solitude you taunt meWith memories that never die
I sit in my chairFilled with despairNobody could be so sadWith gloom ev'rywhereI sit and I stareI know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitudeI'm prayingDear Lord aboveSend back my love

Original lyric
In my solitude you haunt meWith reveries of days gone byIn my solitude you taunt meWith memories that never die
I sit in my chairI'm filled with despairThere's no one could be so sadWith gloom ev'rywhereI sit and I stareI know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitudeI'm prayingDear Lord aboveSend back my love

. . .


Way down at Mister Joe's Cafe
They're takin' someone far away
And if you hear a song today
It's a sad tune that you'll be playin':
She's leavin' and folks are feelin' so low
They're grievin' and they're consolin' poor Joe

Gonna miss her song
Gonna miss her smile
She'll be travlin' alone down
That last long mile
They're sighin'
With all thei trouble and woes
They're Cryin' 'cause they all loved
The gal from Joe's.

. . .


Herbert Sacker, Nina Simone

Why you wanna fly Blackbird you ain't ever gonna fly
No place bif enough for holding all the tears you're gonna cry
Cos your mama's name was lonely and your daddy's name was pain
And they call you little sorrow cos you'll never love again

So why you wanna fly Blackbird you ain't ever gonna fly
You ani't got no one to hold you you ain't got no one to care
If you'd only understand dear nobody wants you anywhere
So why you wanna fly Blackbird you ain't ever gonna fly

. . .


Nina Simone

If you knew how I missed you
You would not stay away today
Don't you know I need you
Stay here my dear with me

I need you here my darling
Together for a day a day
Together never parting
Just you just me my love

I can't go on without you
Your love is all I'm living for
I love all things about you
Your heart your soul my love

I need you here beside me
Forever and a day a day
I know whatever betides me
I love you I love you I do

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(1957) paul francis webster, jerry livingston

You ask me how much I need you
Must I explain
I need you oh my darling
Like roses need rain
You ask how long I'll love you
I'll tell you true
Until the twelfth of never
I'll still be loving you

Hold me close
Never let me go
Hold me close
Melt my heart like april snow

I'll love you 'til the bluebells
Forget to bloom
I'll love you 'til the clover
Has lost it's perfume
And I'll love you 'til the poets


Run out of rhyme
Until the twelfth of never
And that's a long, long time

Hold me close
Never let me go
Hold me close
Melt my heart like april snow

I'll love you 'til the bluebells
Forget to bloom
I'll love you 'til the clover
Has lost it's perfume
And I'll love you 'til the poets
Run out of rhyme
Until the twelfth of never
And that's a long, long time
Until the twelfth of never
And that's a long, long time
A long, long time

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Sebastian Mure

When I was a young girl I used to see pleasure
When I was a young girl I used to drink ale
Right out of the ale house and into the jail house
Right out of the bar room and down to my grave

Come mama come papa sit you beside me
Come mama come papa and pity my case
My poor heart is aching my heart it is breaking
My body salve-aided and I'm bound to die

Go send for the preacher to come and pray for me
Go send for the doctor to heal up my
My poor heart is aching my heart it is breaking
My body salve-aided and hell is my home

I want three young ladies to bear up my coffin
I want three young ladies to take me along
I want them to carry a bunch of wild roses
To put on my body as I pass along

One morning one morning in May
One morning one morning in May
I spy this young lady all clad in white linnen
All clad in white linnen cold as a clay

When I was a young girl I used to see pleasure
When I was a young girl I used to drink ale
Right out of the bar room
Right out of the ale house and into the jail house
Right out of the bar room down to my grave

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�?רץ זבת חלב
חלב ודבש

�?רץ זבת החלב
זבת החלב ודבש

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Joseph Hathaway, Charles Kingsley

Down deary down
There was a knight and he was young a-riding along the way Sir
And there he met a lady fair among the stacks of hay Sir
Down deary down

Quote he shall you and I, Lady among the grass lay down oh
And I will take a special care of the rumpling of your gown oh
So she told him
If you will go along with me into my father's hall Sir
You shall enjoy my maiden's head and my estate and all Sir
Down deary down

So he mounted her on a milk white steed himself upon another
And then they rid upon the road like sister and like brother
Down deary down down deary down
And when they came to father's home all moulded all about Sir
She stepped straight within the gate and shut the young man out Sir
Down deary down

Here is a pursue of gold she said take it for your pain Sir
And I will send my father's men to go home with you again Sir
And if you meet a lady fair as you go by the town Sir
You must not fear the dewy grass or
The rumpling grass of her gown Sir
Down deary down down deary down

And if you meet a lady gay as you go by the hill Sir
Here is the moral of the story
If you will not when you may you shall not when you will Sir

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Richard Rodgers, Lorenz Hart

Sprinh is here
Why doesn't my heart go dancing
Spring is here
Why isn't the waltz entrancing
No desire no ambition leads me
Maybe it's becaus nobody needs me

Spring is here
Why doesn't the breeze delight me
Stars appear
Why doesn't the night invite me
But maybe it's because nobody loves me
Spring is here I hear
Somebody told me spring is here

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Sammy Lerner, Frederick Hollander

Falling in love again I never wanted to
What am I to do I can't help it
Love has always been my game play it how I may
I was made that way I can't help it

Men cluster to me like moths around a flame
And if their wings burn I know I'm not to blame
Falling in love again I never wanted to
What am I to do I can't help it

Men cluster to me like moths around a flame
And if their wings burn I know I'm not to blame
Falling in love again I never wanted to
What am I to do I can't help it

. . .


Alan Brandt, Bob Haymes

I can only give you country walks in spring time
The hand to hold when leaves begin to fall
And the lover's burning lights were born on the winter nights
That's all that's all

There are those I know who have told you
They could give you the whole round world for a toy
All I have are my arms to enfold you
And a love time can never destroy destroy

So if you're wondering what I'm asking in return dear
You'll be so surprised to know my demands are very small
Just say it's me that you adore for now nad evermore
That's all that's all

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Porgy:
Bess, you is my woman now,
You is, you is!
An' you mus' laugh an' sing an' dance
For two instead of one.
Want no wrinkle on yo' brow,
Nohow,
Because de sorrow of de past is all done done
Oh, Bess, my Bess!

Bess:
Porgy, I's yo' woman now,
I is, I is!
An' I ain't never goin' nowhere 'less you shares de fun.
Dere's no wrinkle on my brow,
Nohow,
But I ain't goin'! You hear me sayin',
If you ain' goin', wid you I'm stayin'!

Porgy, I's yo' woman now!
I's yours forever -
Mornin' time an' evenin' time an'
Summer time an' winter time.

Porgy:
Mornin' time an' evenin' time an'
Summer time an' winter time.
Bess, you got yo' man.

Bess, you is my woman now and forever.*
Dis life is jes' begun,
Bess, we two is one
Now an' forever.
Oh, bess, don't min' dose women.
You got yo' Porgy.
I knows you means it,
I seen it in yo' eyes, Bess.
We'll go swingin'
Through de years a-singin'.

Bess:
Mornin' time an' evenin' time an'
Summer time an' winter time.

Porgy:
Mornin' time an' evenin' time an'
Summer time an' winter time.

Bess:
Oh, my Porgy, my man, Porgy.

Porgy: [simultaneously] My bess, my Bess.

Bess: From dis minute I'm tellin' you, I keep dis vow: Porgy, I's yo'
Woman now.

Porgy: [simultaneously]
From dis minute I'm tellin' you, I keep dis vow:
Oh, my Bessie, we's happy now. We is one now.

*Sung as Bess repeats her part from 'Porgy, I's yo' woman now...'
Through 'I's yours forever -'

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