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Billie's Blues Lyrics


I love my man
I'm a liar if I say I don't
I love my man
I'm a liar if I say I don't
But I'll quit my man
I'm a liar if I say I won'tI've been your slave, baby
Ever since I've been your babe
I've been your slave
Ever since I've been your babe
But before I'll be your dog
I'll see you in your graveMy man wouldn't give me no breakfast
Wouldn't give me no dinner
Squawked about my supper then he put me outdoors
Had the nerve to lay a matchbox on my clothes
I didn't have so many
But I had a long, long ways to goI ain't good-looking
And my hair ain't curled
I ain't good-looking

And my hair ain't curled
But my mother, she gave me something
It's gonna tear me through this worldSome men like me 'cause I'm happy
Some 'cause I'm snappy
Some call me honey
Others think I've got moneySome tell me "Billie,
Baby, you're built for speed"
Now, if you put that all together
It makes me everything a good man needs

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Billie Holiday (born Eleanora Fagan April 7, 1915 – July 17, 1959) was an American jazz singer and songwriter. Nicknamed "Lady Day" by her friend and musical partner Lester Young, Holiday was a seminal influence on jazz and pop singing. Her vocal style, strongly inspired by jazz instrumentalists, pioneered a new way of manipulating phrasing and tempo. Billie Holiday had a difficult childhood. Much information once not considered true was confirmed in the book Billie Holiday by Stuart Nicholson in 1995.

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