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Billie Holiday : Fine and mellow (1957)
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Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Billie Holiday
Billie Holiday
Vocals
Frankie Newton
Frankie Newton
Trumpet
Tab Smith
Tab Smith
Alto Saxophone
John Williams
John Williams
Double Bass
Sonny White
Sonny White
Piano
Eddie Dougherty
Eddie Dougherty
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Billie Holiday
Billie Holiday
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Milt Gabler
Milt Gabler
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Blues, to me, is like Been very sad, very sick, going to church, being very happy It's just two kinds of blues, there's happy Blues and there's sad Blues I don't think I have to sing this thing twice I don't think I have to sing the same tempo The next is a little slower The next stands a little bit brighter, 'cause I have to feel I don't know, Blues is sort of a mixed-up thing, you just have to feel it Anything I, I do sing, it's part of my life My man don't love me He treats me, oh, so mean My man, he don't love me He 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's starting 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 Treat me right, baby And I'll stay home everyday Just treat me right, baby And I'll stay home night and day But you're so mean to me, baby I know you're gonna drive me away Love is just like the faucet It turns off and on Love is like the faucet It turns off and on Sometimes when you think it's on, baby It has turned off and gone
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