Nina Simone Album

(1943) duke ellington, bob russell
Do nothin' till you hear from mePay no attention to what's saidWhy people tear the seam of anyone's dream is over my head
Do nothin' till you hear from meAt least consider our romanceIf you should take the word of others you've heardDon't you know, I haven't a chance
True I've been seen with somebody newBut does that mean that I'm been untrue? When we're apart the words in my heart reveal how I feel about you
Some kiss may cloud my memoryAnd others arms may hold a thrillBut please do nothin' till you hear from meAnd baby you never will
Original lyric

Someone told someone and someone told youBut they wouldn't hurt you, not muchSine ev'ry one spreads the storyWith his own little personal touch
Do nothin' till you hear from mePay no attention to what's saidWhy people tear the seam of anyone's dream is over my head
Do nothin' till you hear from meAt least consider our romanceIf you should take the word of others you've heardI haven't a chance
True I've been seen with someone newBut does that mean that I'm untrue? When we're apart the words in my heart reveal how I feel about youSome kiss may cloud my memroyAnd others arms may hold a thrillBut please do nothin' till you hear from meAnd you never will

(1941) Paul Francis Webster, Duke Ellington

My baby never treats me sweet and gentle the way he should;
I got it bad and that ain't good!

My poor heart is sentimental not made of wood
I got it bad and that ain't good!
But when the weekend's over and Monday rolls aroun'
I end up like I start out just cryin' my heart out
He don't love me like I love him nobody could
I got it bad and that ain't good!

Like a lonely weeping willow lost in the wood
I got it bad and that ain't good!
And the things I tell my pillow no woman should
I got it bad and that ain't good!
Tho folks with good intentions tell me to save my tears
I'm glad I'm mad about him I can't live without him
Lord above me make him love me the way he should
I got it bad and that ain't good!


Original lyric

The poets say that all who love are blind
But I'm in love and I know what time it is!
The Good Book says "Go seek and ye shall find"
Well, I have sought and my what a climb it is!
My life is just like the weather
It changes with the hours
When he's near I'm fair and warmer
When he's gone I'm cloudy with showers;
in emotion, like the ocean it's either sink or swim
When a woman loves a man like I love him.
Never treats me sweet and gentle the way he should;
I got it bad and that ain't good!

My poor heart is sentimental not made of wood
I got it bad and that ain't good!
But when the weekend's over and Monday rolls aroun'
I end up like I start out just cryin' my heart out
He don't love me like I love him nobody could
I got it bad and that ain't good!

Like alonely weeping willow lost in the wood
I got it bad and that ain't good!
And the things I tell my pillow no woman should
I got it bad and that ain't good!
Tho folks with good intentions tell me to save my tears
I'm glad I'm mad about him I can't live without him
Lord above me make him love me the way he should
I got it bad and that ain't good!

(1956) billy strayhorn, duke ellington
Buddy bolden tune upBlowing horn was his gameBorn with a silver trumpet in his mouthHe played the horn before he talkedBorn on the after beatHe patted his foot before walked
When buddy bolden tuned up you could hear him clean

Clean across the river clean across the riverHe woke up the working people and kept the easy livingCall on buddy bolden call him buddy bolden
Watch it he's calling his flock nowHe's calling his flock now here they comeCall him buddy bolden he's calling his flock nowHere they come here they comeCome on buddy bolden here they come

Duke ellington
Merry mending to youMerry mending merry mendingMay your convalescence be fun as you chat about prevention
Merry mending merry mendingThink you're lucky you are the oneTo get all of that attentionForget about your pills forget about your illsForget about the billsGet up get out get well againMerry mending health and happiness blending

Merry mending to you
Merry mending merry mendingMay your convalescence be fun as you chat about preventionMerry mending merry mendingThink you're lucky you are the oneTo get all of that attention
Forget about your pills forget about your illsForget about the billsGet up get out get well againMerry mending merry mending merry mendingMerry mending merry mending to you

(1939) Duke Ellington, Billy Strayhorn

I want something to live for
Someone to make my life an adventurous dream
Oh, what wouldn't I give for
Someone who'd take my life and make it seem
Gay as they say it ought to be

Why can't I have love like that brought to me?
My eye is watching the noon crowds
Searching the promenades seeking a clue
To the one who will someday be my
Something to live for
Something to live for
Something to live for

(1956) Duke Ellington, Straylor

I belong to you and I know I show it
You belong to me baby you'd better know it
Give me all your love sugar spice and sweet honey
Don't you ever quit

Not for love or money I'd do most anything
Just to amuse you
But ther's nothing that I wouln't do
Thought that I would ever lose you
When I play the game I can't afford to blow it
Cos I play for keeps you'd better know it

Yes I'd do most anything just to amuse you
But there's nothing that I wouldn't do
If I ever thought I'd lose you
When I play the game I can't afford to blow it
Cos I play for keeps you better know it

(1947) Duke Ellington

I like the sunrise cos it brings a new day
I like the new day it brings new hope they say
I like the sunrise blazing in the new sky
Nighttime's so weary and oh so am I

Every evening I wish upon a star
That my brand new tomorrow isn't very far
When that heavy blue curtain on night
Is high in the sky way out of sight

I like the sunrise so heavenly to see
I like the sunrise and I hope it likes poor me

(1934) Eddie Delange, Irving Mills, Duke Ellington
In my solitude you haunt meWith reveries of days gone byIn my solitude you taunt meWith memories that never die
I sit in my chairFilled with despairNobody could be so sadWith gloom ev'rywhereI sit and I stareI know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitudeI'm prayingDear Lord aboveSend back my love

Original lyric
In my solitude you haunt meWith reveries of days gone byIn my solitude you taunt meWith memories that never die
I sit in my chairI'm filled with despairThere's no one could be so sadWith gloom ev'rywhereI sit and I stareI know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitudeI'm prayingDear Lord aboveSend back my love

Way down at Mister Joe's Cafe
They're takin' someone far away
And if you hear a song today
It's a sad tune that you'll be playin':
She's leavin' and folks are feelin' so low
They're grievin' and they're consolin' poor Joe

Gonna miss her song
Gonna miss her smile
She'll be travlin' alone down
That last long mile
They're sighin'
With all thei trouble and woes
They're Cryin' 'cause they all loved
The gal from Joe's.

(1953) Billy Strayhorn, Johnny Mercer, Duke Ellington

Cigarette holder which wigs me
Over her shoulder, she digs me.
Out cattin' that satin doll.

Baby, shall we go out skippin ?
Careful, amigo, you're flippin',
Speaks Latin that satin doll.

She's nobody's fool so I'm playing it cool as can be.
I'll give it a whirl but I ain't for no girl catching me,
Swich-e-rooney.

Telephone numbers well you know,
Doing my rhumbas with uno
And that'n my satin doll.

Choir:Doo do do, do do do-oo do, do do Doo do do, do do do Doo do do, do do do-oo do, do do Doo do do, do do do
It don't mean a thing, if you can't swingDooa doa doa – doa doa doaaWell, it don't mean a thing, all you gotta do is singDooa doa doa – doa doa doaa
Makes no diff'rence if it's sweet or hotGive that rhythm ev'rything you've got
It don't mean a thing, all you gotta do is swingDooa doa doa doaa
Choir:It don't mean a thing, if you ain't got that swingPianoIt don't mean a thing, all you gotta do is singPianoMakes no diff'rence if it's sweet or hotPianoIt don't mean a thing, no, it don't mean a thingPiano
It don't mean a thing, if you ain't got that swingYeah, doa, ooh, doa, ooh doa, oyeahIt don't mean a thing, all you gotta do is swingWell, doa, ooh doa, ooh doa (doa doa)
Makes no diff'rence if it's sweet or hotGive that rhythm ev'rything you've got
It don't mean a thing, if you can't swingIt don't mean a thing, if you can't sing

Sing your song, all day longAll the time, right on timeEv'ry day, ev'ry wayMakes no diff'rence, sweet or hotGive that song, all you gotSing it, sing it,Doa, doa, o yeah, doa, allright, o yeah, Sing the song, all day longDoaa, o yeah