Pinwheel of Death

Billie Holiday


SONGS

Writers Billie Holiday

Genres Standard, Ballad, Blues

Recorded 1956

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'T.

I'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'D BE YOUR DOG,
I'D SEE YOU IN YOUR GRAVE.

MY 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 GO.

I AIN'T GOOD LOOKIN',
AND MY HAIR AIN'T GOT CURLS.
I AIN'T GOOD LOOKIN',
AND MY HAIR AIN'T GOT CURLS.
BUT MY MOTHER GIVE ME SOMETHING
IT'S GOING TO CARRY ME
THROUGH THIS WORLD.

LORD, I LOVE MY MAN,
TELL THE WORLD I DO,
I LOVE MY MAN,
TELL THE WORLD I DO
BUT WHEN HE MISTREATS ME,
MAKES ME FEEL SO BLUE.

SOME MEN LIKE ME
'CAUSE I'M HAPPY,
'CAUSE SOME I'M SNAPPY,
SOME CALL ME HONEY,
OTHERS THINK I'VE GOT MONEY,
SOME TELL ME,
BABY, YOUR BUILT FOR SPEED.
NOW,
IF YOU PUT THAT ALL TOGETHER,
MAKES ME EVERYTHING
A GOOD MAN NEEDS!
Writers Billie Holiday

Genres Standard, Ballad, Jazz Standard, Jazz, Blues

Recorded 1940

Lyrics MY MAN DON'T LOVE ME,
TREATS ME OH, SO MEAN,
MY MAN HE DON'T LOVE ME,
TREATS ME OH, SO 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
BABY,
I'LL STAY HOME EV'RY DAY.
IF YOU TREAT ME RIGHT
BABY,
I'LL STAY HOME EV'RY 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 LIKE A FAUCET,
IT TURNS OFF AND ON.
SOMETIMES
WHEN YOU THINK IT'S ON,
BABY,
IT HAS TURNED OFF AND GONE.
Alt. Title God Bless' the Child

Writers Arthur Herzog Jr., Billie Holiday

Genres Standard, Classic Rock, Ballad, Family

Recorded 1972

Lyrics THEM THAT'S GOT SHALL GET,
THEM THAT'S NOT SHALL LOSE,
SO THE BIBLE SAID
AND IT STILL IS NEWS
MAMA MAY HAVE,
PAPA MAY HAVE,
BUT GOD BLESS THE CHILD
THAT'S GOT HIS OWN,
THAT'S GOT HIS OWN.
YES, THE STRONG GETS MORE
WHILE THE WEAK ONES FADE,
EMPTY POCKETS
DON'T EVER MAKE THE GRADE
MAMA MAY HAVE,
PAPA MAY HAVE,
BUT GOD BLESS THE CHILD
THAT'S GOT HIS OWN,
THAT'S GOT HIS OWN.

MONEY,
YOU'VE GOT LOTS OF FRIENDS
CROWDING ROUND THE DOOR.
WHEN YOU'RE GONE,
AND THE SPENDING ENDS,
THEY DON'T COME NO MORE.

RICH RELATIONS GIVE
A CRUST OF BREAD AND SUCH,
YOU CAN HELP YOURSELF
BUT DON'T TAKE TOO MUCH
MAMA MAY HAVE,
PAPA MAY HAVE,
BUT GOD BLESS THE CHILD
THAT'S GOT HIS OWN,
THAT'S GOT HIS OWN.

MAMA MAY HAVE,
PAPA MAY HAVE,
BUT GOD BLESS THE CHILD
THAT'S GOT HIS OWN,
THAT'S GOT HIS OWN,
HE JUST WORRY 'BOUT NOTHIN'
'CAUSE HE'S GOT HIS OWN.
Writers Billie Holiday, Mal Waldron

Genres Standard, Ballad

Recorded 2005

Lyrics WHERE'S THE LOVE
THAT'S MADE TO FILL MY HEART?
WHERE'S THE ONE
FROM WHOM I'LL NEVER PART?
FIRST THEY HURT ME
THEN DESERT ME,
I'M LEFT ALONE,
ALL ALONE.
THERE'S NO HOUSE
THAT I CAN CALL MY HOME.
THERE'S NO PLACE
FROM WHICH I'LL NEVER ROAM.
TOWN OR CITY,
IT'S A PITY,
I'M LEFT ALONE,
ALL ALONE.
SEEK AND FIND
THEY ALWAYS SAY,
BUT UP TO NOW
IT'S NOT THAT WAY.
MAYBE FATE
HAS LET HIM PASS ME BY,
OR PERHAPS
WE'LL MEET BEFORE I DIE.
HEARTS WILL OPEN,
BUT UNTIL THEN
I'M LEFT ALONE,
ALL ALONE.
Writers Billie Holiday

Genres Standard, Rhythm & Blues, Soul, Blues

Recorded 1963

Lyrics OH TELL ME BABY,
TELL ME
WHAT'S THE MATTER NOW.
TELL ME BABY
WHAT'S THE MATTER NOW.
ARE YOU TRYIN'
TO QUIT ME,
BABY,
BUT YOU DON'T KNOW HOW?

I'VE BEEN YOUR SLAVE
EVER SINCE
I'VE BEEN YOUR BABE.
I'VE BEEN YOUR SLAVE
EVER SINCE
I'VE BEEN YOUR BABE.
BUT BEFORE
I'LL SEE YOU GO,
I'LL SEE YOU
IN YOUR GRAVE.

I'M A GOOD GAL,
BUT MY LOVE
IS ALL WRONG.
I'M A GOOD GAL,
BUT MY LOVE
IS ALL WRONG.
I'M A REAL GOOD GAL,
BUT MY LOVE
HAS LONG GONE.
Writers Arthur Herzog Jr., Billie Holiday

Genres Standard, Ballad

Recorded 1949

Lyrics SOMEBODY'S ON MY MIND
LIKE AN OLD SWEET SONG,
THE LASTING KIND.
SOMEBODY IS ON MY MIND,
SO I'M WALKING ON CLOUDS
ALL SILVER-LINED.

TO DREAM MY DREAM
COULD BE MY MISTAKE,
BUT I'D RATHER BE WRONG
AND SLEEP RIGHT ALONG
THEN WAKE.

LOVE MAY BE BLIND,
I WILL TAKE MY CHANCE
THAT HE CARES.
THIS AFFAIR
IS MY REAL ROMANCE,
THAT'S WHY YOU WILL FIND
SOMEBODY'S ON MY MIND!
Writers Billie Holiday

Genres Standard

Recorded 1940

Lyrics TELL ME MORE AND MORE,
AND THEN SOME!
YOU KNOW WHAT I LONG TO HEAR.
I WANT MORE AND MORE,
AND THEN SOME!
OF THAT
I LOVE YOU ONLY DEAR.
TELL ME MORE AND MORE,
AND THEN SOME!
THE WAY YOU FEEL
AND THEN
WHEN YOU'VE TOLD
THAT OLD SWEET STORY
AND YOU'RE THROUGH,
START RIGHT IN AGAIN.
I'VE MADE THAT OLD MISTAKE,
KNOW THE AWFUL ACHE
OF A HEART
THAT'S DOUBLE-CROSSED.
THE WAITIN'S
BEEN SO LONG,
HARD TO BE BELIEVIN'
IF I'VE MISSED MY GUESS,
HAPPINESS IS LOST.
TELL ME MORE AND MORE,
AND THEN SOME!
YOU KNOW
HOW I LOVE THAT STUFF.
WHISPER ON
FROM NOW 'TIL DOOMSDAY,
BUT I NEVER WILL HEAR ENOUGH.