Billie's Blues - Live At Carnegie Hall/1946

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'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 had a long, long way to go

I ain't good-looking
And my hair ain't curled
I ain't good-looking
And my hair ain't curled

But my mother, she gave me something
It's gonna tear me through this world

Some men like me 'cause I'm happy
Some 'cause I'm snappy
Some call me honey, others think I got money

Some say, "Billie
Baby, you're built for speed"
If you put that all together
Makes me everything a good man needs