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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


The Essential Nina Simone (2000)
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This Year's Kisses

This year's crop of kissesDon't seem as sweet to meThis year's crop just missesWhat kisses used to beThis year's new romanceDoesn't seem to have a chanceEven helped by Mr. Moon aboveThis year's crop of kisses is not for meFor I'm still wearin' last year's love.

. . .


(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

. . .

Tell Me More

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. . .


Southern trees
barin' strange fruit,
blood on the leaves,
and blood at the root,
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees,
pastoral scene,
of the gallant south,
in big bulgin' eyes and the twisted mouth,
scent of magnolia,
clean and fresh,
then the sudden smell of burnin' flesh,

Here is a fruit, for the crows to pluck,
for the rain to gather,
for the wind to suck,
for the s-u-u-u-n to rot,
for the leeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaves to drop,
here is a strange and bitter crop.

. . .


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.

. . .


Hush now, don't explain
There ain't nothin' to gain
I'm glad that you're back
Don't explain

Quiet, baby, don't explain
There is nothing to gain
Skip that, the 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

Don't want to hear folks chatter
'Cause I know you cheat
Right and wrong don't matter
When you're with me, my sweet

Hush, now, don't explain
Don't you know
You're my joy and you're my pain?
My life is yours, love
Don't explain

All my thoughts are of you
For I'm so completely yours
Don't want to hear nobody chatter
'Cause I know you cheat
Right and wrong don't matter
When you're with me, my sweet

Hush, now, don't explain
You're my joy and you're my pain
My life is yours, love
Don't explain

. . .


My skin is black
My arms are long
My hair is woolly
My back is strong
Strong enough to take the pain
inflicted again and again
What do they call me
My name is AUNT SARAH
My name is Aunt Sarah

My skin is yellow
My hair is long
Between two worlds
I do belong
My father was rich and white
He forced my mother late one night
What do they call me
My name is SAFFRONIA
My name is Saffronia

My skin is tan
My hair is fine
My hips invite you
my mouth like wine
Whose little girl am I?
Anyone who has money to buy
What do they call me
My name is SWEET THING
My name is Sweet Thing

My skin is brown
my manner is tough
I'll kill the first mother I see
my life has been too rough
I'm awfully bitter these days
because my parents were slaves
What do they call me
My name is PEACHES

. . .


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

. . .


I would do anything, anything you say
If you would just be mine
What more, what more can I say?

I would give anything, anything I own
If you'd be my love
What more, what more can I say?

Anything I've got to give, it's not a lot to give
Baby if I'm giving it to you
Anything is nice to give
I don't have to think twice to give

That's how much I love you Daddy
That's how much I love you
I say that's how much I love you
That's how much I love you

I would go anywhere, anywhere you go
If you just say you wanted me too
What more can I say?

. . .


Horace Ott

Don't try to blow out the sun for me baby
I'm not asking for what I know can't be
All that I ask is a kiss a day
And I'll give you love that'll never go away
Yes I will yes I will
I wouldn't ask you to lift up
This great big world little baby
I'm not that kind of a girl

All that I ask is a smile or two
And nothing in this world will be too good for you
Nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody
Nobody knows how deep my love for you really goes
But boy I want you to know
I wouldn't ask you to hold back the light of dawn baby
That's too much to ask to anyone

All that I ask is your loving ways
And I'll keep you happy
For the rest of your natural born days baby
You hear me talking to you
I'll keep you happy
I'll keep you happy for the rest of your days daddy
Just believe me

. . .


Break down and let it all out
Break down and let it all out

I've held back my tears
Just as long as I could
But now my eyes can see
It's all over for you and me
And holding back ain't gonna do no good

I'm gonna break down and let it all out
Break down and let it all out

I've hidden my heart too many times before
Now my aching heart knows that we're apart
And I can't hide it anymore

So I'm gonna break down and let it all out
Break down and let it all out

I remember when you used to love me and oh how sweet it was...
But it's not enough just to remember, 'cause
What good is the past?
Once upon a time...
All those old memories can set my heart at ease
So before I loose my mind...yeah

I'm gonna break down and let it all out
Break down and let it all out

My eyes are open and now I see it's all over for you and me
Break down and let it all out
Break down and let it all out

Now my aching heart knows that we're apart
Break down and let it all out
Break down and let it all out

All those old memories can set my heart at ease
Break down and let it all out
Break down and let it all out...

. . .


I love my baby
I've loved him so long
I love my baby
I've loved him since he was born

Now, sweet baby is gone
And done me oh so wrong

Come on back baby
Now understand
Come on back baby

Come back and hold me
And take me by my hand

Come back baby and take me by the hand
Don't you know I love you baby
Don't you understand

Just say you love me
And we'll go to the preacherman
Just say you love me
And before him we'll stand

We'll live our lives together
As we go hand in hand

You say you love me
We'll go to the preacherman

And we'll live our lives together
As we go hand in hand

. . .


Take me to the water
Take me to the water
Take me to the water
To be baptized

None but the righteous
None but the righteous
None but the righteous
Shall be saved

So take me to the water
Take me to the water
Take me to the water
To be, to be baptized

I'm going back home, going back home
Gonna stay here no longer
I'm going back home, going back home
To be baptized

. . .


(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'.

. . .


Rudy Stevenson

Ain't no use baby
I'm leaving the scene
Ain't no use baby
You're too doggone mean

Yes I'm tired of paying dues
Having the blues
Hitting bad news
Ain't no use baby

Ain't no use baby
I'm leaving town
Ain't no use daddy
I'm putting you down

I'm gonna change my name
Things won't be the same
Cos I'm tired of palying your game
Ain't no use baby I tell you ain't no use

I tried all these years Lord knows I've tried
Yes and I cried deep down inside
But daddy why complain
It's all over and you're to blame yeah yeah

Ain't no use baby
Shed them tears
Ain't no use baby
I cried for years for too many years

You done had your fun

Ain't no use
Ain't no use
Ain't no use daddy
Ain't no use

. . .


(1964) Nina Simone, Waring Cuney

She does not know
Her beauty,
She thinks her brown body
Has no glory.
If she could dance
Naked,
Under palm trees
And see her image in the river
She would know.
But there are no palm trees
On the street,
And dishwater gives back no images.

. . .


I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard Thy voice,And it told Thy love to me;But I long to rise in the arms of faith,And be closer drawn to Thee.

Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,To the cross where Thou hast died;Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,To Thy precious, bleeding side.
Consecrate me now to Thy service,By the power of grace divine;Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope,And my will be lost in Thine
Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,To the cross where Thou hast died;Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,To Thy precious, bleeding side

My soul look up with a steadfast hope,My will be lost in Thine
So draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,To the cross where Thou hast died;Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,To Thy precious, bleeding side

. . .


Years, they will come and go
Sometimes the tears will flow
Some of my memories will fade
But I'll always remember that one September day

I used to reminisce
'Cause I thought that love was bliss
How did they know it would go astray
It began and it ended on one September day

We met by chance
As people often do
But it blossomed, yes it blossomed
Into something I never knew

Now... It is in the past
They said it would never last
I'll not forget the moment back
Nor hot May or December
Nor June or November
But one September day

. . .


I put a spell on you
'Cause you're mine

You better stop the things you do
I ain't lyin'
No I ain't lyin'

You know I can't stand it
You're runnin' around
You know better daddy
I can't stand it cause you put me down
Yeah, Yeah

I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
You're mine

I love ya
I love you
I love you
I love you anyhow
And I don't care
if you don't want me
I'm yours right now

You hear me
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine

. . .


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