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(1928) Bertolt Brecht, Kurt Weill
You people can watch while I'm scrubbing these floors And I'm scrubbin' the floors while you're gawking Maybe once ya tip me and it makes ya feel swell In this crummy Southern town In this crummy old hotel But you'll never guess to who you're talkin'. No. You couldn't ever guess to who you're talkin'. Then one night there's a scream in the night And you'll wonder who could that have been And you see me kinda grinnin' while I'm scrubbin' And you say, "What's she got to grin?" I'll tell you. There's a ship The Black Freighter With a skull on its masthead Will be coming in You gentlemen can say, "Hey gal, finish them floors! Get upstairs! What's wrong with you! Earn your keep here! You toss me your tips And look out to the ships But I'm counting your heads As I'm making the beds Cuz there's nobody gonna sleep here, Tonight, nobodys gonna sleep here, honey Nobody Nobody! Then one night there's a scream in the night And you say, "Who's that kicking up a row?" And ya see me kinda starin' out the winda And you say, "What's she got to stare at now?" I'll tell ya. There's a ship The Black Freighter Turns around in the harbor Shootin' guns from her bow Now You gentlemen can wipe off that smile off your face Cause every building in town is a flat one This whole frickin' place will be down to the ground Only this cheap hotel standing up safe and sound And you yell, "Why do they spare that one?" Yes. That's what you say. "Why do they spare that one?" All the night through, through the noise and to-do You wonder who is that person that lives up there? And you see me stepping out in the morning Looking nice with a ribbon in my hair And the ship The Black Freighter Runs a flag up its masthead And a cheer rings the air By noontime the dock Is a-swarmin' with men Comin' out from the ghostly freighter They move in the shadows Where no one can see And they're chainin' up people And they're bringin' em to me Askin' me, "Kill them NOW, or LATER?" Askin' ME! "Kill them now, or later?" Noon by the clock And so still at the dock You can hear a foghorn miles away And in that quiet of death I'll say, "Right now. Right now!" Then they pile up the bodies And I'll say, "That'll learn ya!" And the ship The Black Freighter Disappears out to sea And On It Is Me |
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Alex Comfort, Nina Simone
Oh Daughter, dear Daughter, Take warning from me And don't you go marching With the N-A-A-C-P. For they'll rock you and roll you And shove you into bed. And if they steal your nuclear secret You'll wish you were dead. (refrain:) Singin too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay. Singin too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay. Oh Mother, dear Mother, No, I'm not afraid. For I'll go on that march And I'll return a virgin maid. With a brick in my handbag And a smile on my face And barbed wire in my underwear To shed off disgrace. (Refrain) One day they were marching. A young man came by With a beard on his cheek And a gleam in his eye. And before she had time To remember her brick... They were holding a sit-down On a nearby hay rig. (Refrain) For meeting is pleasure And parting is pain. And if I have a great concert Maybe I won't have to sing those folk songs again. Oh Mother, dear Mother I'm stiff and I'm sore From sleeping three nights On a hard classroom floor. (Refrain) One day at the briefing She'd heard a man say, "Go perfectly limp, And be carried away." So when this young man suggested It was time she was kissed, She remembered her brief And did not resist. (Refrain) Oh Mother, dear Mother, No need for distress, For the young man has left me His name and address. And if we win Tho' a baby there be, He won't have to march Like his da-da and me. |
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George Bass
Yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Alright ye See-line woman She drink coffee She drink tea And then go home See-line woman See-line woman Dressed in green Wears silk stockings With golden seams See-line woman See-line woman Dressed in red Make a man lose his head See-line woman See-line woman Black dress on For a thousand dollars She wail and she moan See-line woman Wiggle wiggle Turn like a cat Wink at a man And he wink back Now child See-line woman Empty his pockets And wreck his days Make him love her And she'll fly away See-line woman Take it on out now Empty his pockets And she wreck his days And she make him love her Then she sure fly away She got a black dress on For a thousand dollars She wail and she moan... |
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Stay away from me
Cause i'm in my sin Stay away from me Cause i'm in my sin If this joint is raided Somebody get me my gin Don't try me nobody Cause you will never win Don't try me nobody Cause you will never win I'll fight the army and navy Somebody give me my gin I don't want no clothes I don't want no bed I don't want no clothes yeah Want no bed Want no pork chops and greens Just give me gin instead Stay away from me Cause i'm in my sin Stay away from me yeah Cause i'm in my sin Joint is raided I don't care! Give me my gin! I'm in my sin Joint is raided Lets go home So i can get me my gin |
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Oscar Brown jr
Brown Baby Brown Baby As you grow up I want you to drink from the plenty cup I want you to stand up tall and proud And I want you to speak up clear and loud Brown Baby Brown Baby Brown Baby As years go by I want you to go with your head up high I want you to live by the justice code And I want you to walk down freedom's road You little Brown Baby Lie away sleeping lie away safe in my arms Till your daddy and you mama protect you ?nd keep you safe from harm Brown Baby It makes me glad you gonna have things that I never had When out of men's heart all hate is hurled Sweetie you gonna live in a better world Brown Baby Brown Baby Brown Baby |
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Traditional
Children go where I send you, How shall I send you? I'm gonna send you one by one, One for the little biddy baby, was born, born, born in Bethlehem. Children go where I send you, How shall I send you? I'm gonna send you two by two, Two for Paul and Silas, One for the little biddy baby, was born, born, born in Bethlehem. Children go where I send you, How shall I send you? I'm gonna send you four by four, Four for the poor that stood at the door, Three for the Hebrew children, Two for Paul and Silas, One for the little biddy baby, was born, born, born in Bethlehem. Children go where I send you, How shall I send you? I'm gonna send you six by six, Six for the six that couldn't get fixed, Five for the gospel preacher, Four for the poor that stood at the door, Three for the Hebrew children, Two for Paul and Silas, One for the little biddy baby, was born, born, born in Bethlehem. Children go where I send you, How shall I send you? I'm gonna send you eight by eight, Eight for the eight that stood at the gate, Seven for the seven came down from heaven, Six for the six that couldn't get fixed, Five for the gospel preacher, Four for the poor that stood at the door, Three for the Hebrew children, Two for Paul and Silas, One for the little biddy baby, one for the little biddy baby, One for the little biddy baby. He was born, born,...... He was born in Bethlehem. |
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Macgimsey
I told Jesus it would be alright if He changed my name I told Jesus it would be alright if He changed my name I told Jesus it would be alright if He changed my name And He told me that I would go hungry if He changed my name And He told me that I would go hungry if He changed my name And He told me that I would go hungry if He changed my name But I told Jesus it would be alright if He changed my name I told Jesus it would be alright if He changed my name So I told Him it would be alright and the world would hate me That I would go hungry if He changed my name |
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From the depths of slumber,
As I ascend the spiral stairways of wakefulness, I will whisper: God! God! God! Thou art the food, and when I break my fast Of nightly separation from Thee, I will taste Thee, and mentally say: God! God! God! No matter where I go, the spotlight of my mind Will ever keep turning on Thee; And in the battle din of activity, my silent war-cry will be: God! God! God! When boisterous storms of trials shriek, And when worries howl at me, I will drown their noises, loudly chanting: God! God! God! When my mind weaves dreams With threads of memories, Then on that magic cloth will I emboss: God! God! God! Every night, in time of deepest sleep, My peace dreams and calls, Joy! Joy! Joy! And my joy comes singing evermore: God! God! God! In waking, eating, working, dreaming, sleeping, Serving, meditating, chanting, divinely loving, My soul will constantly hum, unheard by any: God! God! God! |
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Nina Simone
If you knew how I missed you You would not stay away today Don't you know I need you Stay here my dear with me I need you here my darling Together for a day a day Together never parting Just you just me my love I can't go on without you Your love is all I'm living for I love all things about you Your heart your soul my love I need you here beside me Forever and a day a day I know whatever betides me I love you I love you I do |
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A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth.
She had fodder in her wings. She had dust inside her brains. She flitted here and there United States, Switzerland, France, England, everywhere. With fodder in her wings. And dust inside her brains. Oh how sad. Oh how sad. Oh how sad. She watched the people, how they live. They've forgotten how to give. They had fodder in they're brains. They had dust inside they're wings. She watched them how they tried to live. They've forgotten how to give. They had fodder in they're wings. They had dust inside they're brains. Oh how sad. Oh how sad. Oh how sad. A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth. She had fodder in her wings. She had dust inside her brains. She flitted here and there United States, Switzerland, France, England, everywhere. With fodder in her wings. And dust inside her brains. Oh how sad. Oh how sad. Oh how sad. She watched the people, how they live. They've forgotten how to give. They had fodder in they're brains. They had dust inside they're wings. She watched them how they tried to live. They've forgotten how to give. They had fodder in they're wings. They had dust inside they're brains. |
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Andy Stroud
Be my husband man I be your wife Be my husband man I be your wife Be my husband man I be your wife Loving all of you the rest of your life yeah If you promise me you'll be my man If you promise me you'll be my man If you promise me you'll be my man I will love you the best I can yeah Stick the promise man you made me Stick the promise man that you made me Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Stick the promise man you made me That you stay away from Rosalie yeah Oh daddy love me good Oh daddy now love me good Oh daddy love me good Oh daddy now love me good If you want me to cook and sew If you want me to cook and sew If you want me to cook and sew yeah Outside of you there is no place to go Please don't treat me so doggone mean Please don't treat me so doggone mean Please don't treat me so now doggone mean yeah You're the meanest man I ever see Oh daddy now love me good Oh daddy love me good yeah Oh daddy love me good yeah Oh daddy now love me good --- Lyrics transcripted by Roger Nupie |
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(1935) Ira Gershwin, DuBose Heyward, George Gershwin I loves you, Porgy, Don't let him take me Don't let him handle me And drive me mad If you can keep me I wanna stay here with you forever And I'll be glad Yes I loves you, Porgy, Don't let him take me Don't let him handle me With his hot hands If you can keep me I wants to stay here with you forever I've got my man I loves you, Porgy, Don't let him take me Don't let him handle me And drive me mad If you can keep me I wanna stay here with you forever I've got my man Someday I know he's coming to call me He's going to handle me and hold me So, it' going to be like dying, Porgy When he calls me But when he comes I know I'll have to go I loves you, Porgy, Don't let him take me Honey, don't let him handle me and drive me mad If you can keep me I wanna stay here with you forever I've got my man |
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The other woman finds time to manicure her nails,
The other woman is perfect where her rival fails. And she's never seen with pin curls in her hair - anywhere. The other woman enchants her clothes with French perfume. The other woman keeps fresh cut flowers in each room. There are never toys scattered anywhere... And when her old man comes to call, He'll find her waiting like a lonesome queen. 'cause when she's by his side it's such a change from her old routine. But... The other woman will always cry herself to sleep. The other woman will never have his love to keep. And, as years go by... The other woman will spend her real life alone. |
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Lyrics to Mississippi Goddam! Nina Simone, 1963 Mississippi Goddam (Nina Simone) The name of this tune is Mississippi Goddam And I mean every word of it Alabama's gotten me so upset Tennessee made me lose my rest And everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam Alabama's gotten me so upset Tennessee made me lose my rest And everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam Can't you see it Can't you feel it It's all in the air I can't stand the pressure much longer Somebody say a prayer Alabama's gotten me so upset Tennessee made me lose my rest And everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam This is a show tune But the show hasn't been written for it, yet Hound dogs on my trail School children sitting in jail Black cat cross my path I think every day's gonna be my last Lord have mercy on this land of mine We all gonna get it in due time I don't belong here I don't belong there I've even stopped believing in prayer Don't tell me I tell you Me and my people just about due I've been there so I know They keep on saying "Go slow!" But that's just the trouble "do it slow" Washing the windows "do it slow" Picking the cotton "do it slow" You're just plain rotten "do it slow" You're too damn lazy "do it slow" The thinking's crazy "do it slow" Where am I going What am I doing I don't know I don't know Just try to do your very best Stand up be counted with all the rest For everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam I made you thought I was kiddin' Picket lines School boy cots They try to say it's a communist plot All I want is equality for my sister my brother my people and me Yes you lied to me all these years You told me to wash and clean my ears And talk real fine just like a lady And you'd stop calling me Sister Sadie Oh but this whole country is full of lies You're all gonna die and die like flies I don't trust you any more You keep on saying "Go slow!" "Go slow!" But that's just the trouble "do it slow" Desegregation "do it slow" Mass participation "do it slow" Reunification "do it slow" Do things gradually "do it slow" But bring more tragedy "do it slow" Why don't you see it Why don't you feel it I don't know I don't know You don't have to live next to me Just give me my equality Everybody knows about Mississippi Everybody knows about Alabama Everybody knows about Mississippi Goddam That's it! |
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Lost in day to day,
Turned another way With a laugh, a kind hello And some small talk with friends I know I forget that I'm not over you for a while. A wave, an easy grin, A smile to put them in, Got other lives to listen to And some music that I have to do I forget that I'm not over you for a while. Days go by with no empty feeling, Until I touch my hair and touch my skin And remember you're gone. People say to me, "hey Nina do you need some company? When you have some time to spend, Drop around-you need your friends." They forget that I'm not over you for a while, They forget that I'm not over you for a while. |
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George Bass
Yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Alright ye See-line woman She drink coffee She drink tea And then go home See-line woman See-line woman Dressed in green Wears silk stockings With golden seams See-line woman See-line woman Dressed in red Make a man lose his head See-line woman See-line woman Black dress on For a thousand dollars She wail and she moan See-line woman Wiggle wiggle Turn like a cat Wink at a man And he wink back Now child See-line woman Empty his pockets And wreck his days Make him love her And she'll fly away See-line woman Take it on out now Empty his pockets And she wreck his days And she make him love her Then she sure fly away She got a black dress on For a thousand dollars She wail and she moan... |
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(1928) Gus Kahn, Walter Donaldson
My baby don't care for shows My baby don't care for clothes My baby just cares for me My baby don't care for cars and races My baby don't care for high-tone places Liz Taylor is not his style And even Lana Turner's smile Is somethin' he can't see My baby don't care who knows My baby just cares for me Baby, my baby don't care for shows And he don't even care for clothes He cares for me My baby don't care For cars and races My baby don't care for He don't care for high-tone places Liz Taylor is not his style And even Liberace's smile Is something he can't see Is something he can't see I wonder what's wrong with baby My baby just cares for My baby just cares for My baby just cares for me Original lyrics My baby don't care for shows My baby don't care for clothes My baby just cares for me My baby don't care for cars and races My baby don't care for high-tone places Liz Taylor is not his style And even Lana Turner's smile is somethin' he can't see My baby don't care who knows it My baby just cares for me My baby don't care for shows And he don't even care for clothes My baby just cares for me My baby don't care for cars and races My baby don't care for he don't care for high-tone places I wonder what's wrong with baby My baby just cares for Just says his prayers for My baby just cares for me |
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