Compact Jazz - Billie Holiday

Harold arlen / ted koehler

Blow, ill wind, blow away
Let me rest today
You're blowin' me no good
No good

Go, ill wind, go away
Skies are oh so gray
Around my neighborhood
And that's no good

*
You're only misleading
The sunshine i'm needing
Ain't that a shame
It's so hard to keep up
With troubles that creep up
From out of nowhere
When love's to blame

So, ill wind, blow away
Let me rest today
You're blowin' me no good
No good

(repeat from *)

Ill wind

Irving berlin

Heaven, i'm in heaven
And my heart beats so that i can hardly speak
And i seem to find the happiness i seek
When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek

Heaven, i'm in heaven
And the cares that hung around me through the week
Seem to vanish like a gambler's lucky streak
When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek

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Oh i love to climb a mountain
And to reach the highest peak
But it doesn't thrill me half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek
Oh i love to go out fishing
In a river or a creek
But i don't enjoy it half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek

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Dance with me, i want my arms about you
The charm about you
Will carry me through
To heaven, i'm in heaven
And my heart beats so that i can hardly speak
And i seem to find the happiness i seek
When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek

(repeat *)

(repeat **)

Cole porter

My story is much too sad to be told,
But practically ev'rything leaves me totally cold.
The only exception i know is the case
Where i'm out on a quiet spree
Fighting vainly the old ennui
And i suddenly turn and see
Your fabulous face.

I get no kick from champagne.
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all,
So tell me why should it be true
That i get a kick out of you?

Some get a kick from cocaine.
I'm sure that if i took even one sniff
That would bore me terrific'ly too,
Yet i get a kick out of you.

I get a kick ev'rytime i see
You're standing there before me.
I get a kick though it's clear to me
You obviously don't adore me.

I get no kick in a plane.
Flying too high with some guy in the sky
Is my idea of nothing to do,
Yet i get a kick out of you.

Harold arlen / ted koehler

I gotta right to sing the blues
I gotta right to moan inside
I gotta right to sit and cry
Down around the river
A certain man in this little town

Keeps draggin' my poor heart around
All i see for me is misery

I gotta right to sing the blues
I gotta right to moan inside
I gotta right to sit and cry
Down around the river
A certain man in this little town

Soon that deep blue sea
Will be callin' me
It must be love say what you choose
I gotta right to sing the blues
I gotta right to sing the blues

I gotta right to moan and cry
I gotta sit and sigh

Down around the river
Soon that deep blue sea
Will be callin' me

It must be love say what you choose
I gotta right to sing the blues

There's nothing left for me
I'm full of misery
I gotta right to sing the blues