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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


Nina Simone With Strings (1966)
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Wright, Forrest

Baubles bangles hear how they ring ching-a-lingle
Baubles bangles bright shiny heads sparkles spangles
My heart will sing sing-a-linge
Wearing baubles bangles and beads

I glitter and gleam so make somebody dream
So that some day he may buy me
A ring a-ling a-ling a-ling a-ling
A-ling a-ling a-ling a-lingle
I've heard that's where it leads
Wearing baubles bangles and beads

. . .


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

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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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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

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You'll always find me near a man with a horn
Find me there from dark until dawn
That's a place where music is born so fine

Just listen while he takes his solo apart
Watch him close his eyes from the start
Hear that music pour from his heart so fine

So sweetly he plays and he says it so well
Completely up under his spell

So if you're in the mood for music and love
Just forget the stars up above
For you'll find you'll be drawn
To the man with the horn
To the man with the horn
To the man with the horn

. . .


(1933) wesley "sox" wilson
Up in harlem on a saturday nightWere the highbrows get together, it's just to tightWe all gather at the harlem strutAnd what we do is tut tut tut
Ol' hannah brown, from way cross townKeeps drinking her liquor and she brings them downJust at the break of dayYou could hear old hannah say
I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beerSend me daddy, cos I don't careI feel just like I wanna clownGive the piano player a drinkCause he brought me down
He just send me right off to sleepCheck all your razors and your guns

I'm gonna be arrested when the wagon comes
I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beerSend me cos I don't care oh noSend me cos I don't care
I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beerSend me daddy, cos I don't careI feel just like I wanna clownGive the piano player a drinkCause he brought me down
He's got rhythm when he stomps his feetHe moves me right off to sleepCheck all your razors check your gunsI'm gonna be arrested when the wagon comes
I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beerSend me cos I don't care oh noSend me cos I don't care

. . .


I loves you Porgy
Don't let him take me
Don't let him handle me
And drive me mad
If you can keep me, I wants to stay here
With you forever and I'd be glad
I loves you Porgy
Don't let him take me
Don't let him handle me
With his hot hand
If you can keep me, I wants to stay here
With you forever
I got my man

Someday, I know he's comin' back
To call me...
He's gonna handle me and hold me so
It's gonna be like dyin', Porgy,
Deep inside me,
But when he calls I know I have to go

Porgy, I's your woman now
I is, I is...
And I ain't never goin' nowhere
'Less you shares the fun
Want no wrinkle on your brow,
No how
Because the sorrow of the past is all
Done, done
My Porgy,
Now the real happiness is just begun
There's no wrinkle on my brow
No how
And I ain't goin'
You hear me saying, if you ain't goin',
With you I'm stayin'

Porgy, I's yo' woman now
I's yours forever
Mornin' time and evenin' time
And summer time and winter time
Mmm
Oh my Porgy
My man Porgy
From this minute I'm tellin' you
I keep this vow
Porgy, I's yo' woman now

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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 -'

. . .


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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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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