paroles de chanson Billie's Blues - Billie Holiday , Jazz at the Philharmonic All-Stars

I love my man I′m liar if I say I don't
I love my man I′m liar if I say I don't
But I'll quit my man
I′m 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'll be your dog
I′ll 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 have a long, long ways to go
I ain′t good-looking
And my hair ain't curls
I ain′t good-looking
And my hair ain't curls
But my mother she give me something
It′s going to carry me through this world
Some men like me 'cause I′m happy
Some 'cause I'm snappy
Some call me honey
Others think I′ve got money
Some tell me Billie,
Baby you′re built for speed
Now, if you put that all together
Makes me everything a good man needs