Lady Sing The Blues

(r. turk/f. ahlert)

You're mean to me
Why must you be mean to me
Gee, honey it seems to me
You love to see me crying

I don't know why i stay home
Each night when you left all alone
Singing the blues and crying

You treat me coldly
Each day in the year
You always scold me
Whenever you're...
Mean to...

(b. holiday/a. herzog, jr.)

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

(g. gershwin/i. gershwin)

It's very clear
Our love is here to stay
Not for a year
But ever and a day

The radio
And the telephone
And the movies that we know
May just be passing fancies
And in time may go

But oh my dear
Our love is here to stay
Together we're
Going a long, long way

In time the rockies may crumble
Gibraltar may tumble
They're only made of clay but
Our love is here to stay

The radio
And the telephone
And the movies that we know
May just be passing fancies
And in time may go

But oh my dear
Our love is here to stay
Together we're
Going a long, long way

In time the rockies may crumble
Gibraltar may tumble
They're only made of clay but
Our love is here to
Our love is here to
Our love is here to stay

(b. holiday)

My man don't love me
Treats me oh so mean
My man, he don't love me
Treats me awful mean
He's the lowest man
That i've ever seen

He wears high-draped pants
Stripes are really yellow
He wears high-draped pants
Stripes are really yellow
But when he starts in to 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

But if you treat me right daddy
I'll stay home every day
If you treat me right daddy
I'll stay home every day
But you're so mean to me, baby
I know you're gonna drive me away

Love is just like a faucet
It turns off and on
Love is just like a faucet
It turns off and on

Some times when you think it's on baby
It has turned off and gone

(l. allan)

Southern trees bear a strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots
Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees

Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh
And the sudden smell of burning flesh

Here is the fruit
For the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather
For the wind to suck
For the sun to rot
For the tree to drop

Here is a strange and bitter crop

(m. yvain/a. willemetz/j. charles)

It's caused me a lot
But there's one thing that i got
It's my man

Cold and wet
Tied you bet
All of that i'll soon forget
With my man

He's not much for looks
And no hero out of books
But i love him

Two or three girls has he
That he likes as well as me
But i love him

I don't no why i should
He isn't true
He beats me to
What can i do?

Oh my man, i love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is right, all right

What's the difference if i say
I'll go away
When i know
I'll come back on my knees some day
Whatever my man is
I am his for ever more

What's the difference if i say
I'll go away
When i know
I'll come back on my knees some day
Whatever my man is
I am his for ever more

(a. lyman/g. arnheim/a. freed)

I cried for you
Now it's your turn to cry over me
Every road has a turning
That's one thing i'm learning

I cried for you
What a fool i used to be
Now i found two eyes
A little bit bluer
I found a heart
Just a little bit truer

I cried for you
Now it's your turn to cry over me

I cried for you
Now it's your turn to cry over me
Every road has a turning
That's one thing i'm learning

I cried for you
What a fool i used to be
Now i found two eyes
Just a little bit bluer
I found a heart
Just a little bit truer

That i cried for you
Now it's your turn to cry over me

(b. holiday/a. herzog, jr.)

Them that's god shall get
Them that's not shall lose
So the bible says
And it still is news

Momma may have
Poppa may have
But god bless the child
That's got his own
That's got his own

Yeah, the strong gets more
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don't
Ever make the grade

Momma may have
Poppa may have
But god bless the child
That's got his own
That's got his own

Money, you've got lots of friends
Crowdin' round the door
When it's gone and
Spendin' ends
They don't come no more

Rich realations give
A crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
But don't take too much

Momma may have
Poppa may have
But god bless the child
That's got his own
That's got his own

(p. graninger/e. robbins)

There ain't nothin' i can do
Or nothing i can say
That folks don't criticize me
But i'm gonna do what i want to anyway
And i don't care just what people say

If i should take a notion to jump into the ocean
't ain't nobody's bizness if i do

If i go to church on sunday then cabaret all day monday
't ain't nobody's bizness if i do

If my man ain't got no money and i say take all mine honey
't ain't nobody's bizness if i do

If i give him my last nickle and it leaves me in a pickle
't ain't nobody's bizness if i do

I'd rather my man would hit me than for him to jump up and quit me
't ain't nobody's bizness if i do

I swear i won't call no coppa if i'm beat up by my poppa
't ain't nobody's bizness if i do

Nobody's bizness, ain't nobody's bizness
Nobody's biznes if i do