Billie's Blues

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
Ever since I've been your babe
Yes, I've been your slave
Ever since I've been your babe
But before I'll be your dog
I will 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
Oh, I didn't have so many
But I had a long, long ways to go
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I ain't good looking
And my hair ain't curled
Oh, I ain't good looking
And my hair ain't curled
But my mother, she gave me something
That'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 say me baby
Oh, you're built for speed
Now, if you put that all together
It makes me everything a good man needs



Credits
Writer(s): Billie Holiday
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