With Strings

Herbert sacker, nina simone

Why you wanna fly blackbird you ain't ever gonna fly
No place bif enough for holding all the tears you're gonna cry
Cos your mama's name was lonely and your daddy's name was pain
And they call you little sorrow cos you'll never love again

So why you wanna fly blackbird you ain't ever gonna fly
You ani't got no one to hold you you ain't got no one to care
If you'd only understand dear nobody wants you anywhere
So why you wanna fly blackbird you ain't ever gonna fly

Oscar brown jr, nat adderley

Breaking rocks out here on the chain gang
Breaking rocks and serving my time
Breaking rocks out here on the chain gang
Because they done convicted me of crime
Hold it steady right there while i hit it
Well reckon that ought to get it
Been
Working and working
But i still got so terribly far to go

I commited crime lord i needed
Crime of being hungry and poor
I left the grocery store man bleeding (breathing?)
When they caught me robbing his store
Hold it steady right there while i hit it
Well reckon that ought to get it
Been
Working and working
But i still got so terribly far to go

I heard the judge say five years
On chain-gang you gonna go
I heard the judge say five years labor
I heard my old man scream "lordy, no!"
Hold it right there while i hit it
Well reckon that ought to get it
Been
Working and working
But i still got so terribly far to go

Gonna see my sweet honey bee
Gonna break this chain off to run
Gonna lay down somewhere shady
Lord i sure am hot in the sun
Hold it right there while i hit it
Well reckon that ought to get it
Been
Workin' and workin'
Been
Workin' and slavin'
An'
Workin' and workin'
But i still got so terribly far to go

Eddie delange, jenney, lake

You'll always find me near the man with the horn
Find me there from dark until dawn
Cos that's a place where music is born
So fine so sweetly he plays and says it so well

Come lately
You'll find that you're under his spell
So if you're in the mood for music and love
Just forget the stars up above
For my friends you'll find
You'll be drawn to the man with the horn

(1933) wesley "sox" wilson

Up in harlem on a saturday night
Were the highbrows get together, it's just to tight
We all gather at the harlem strut
And what we do is tut tut tut

Ol' hannah brown, from way cross town
Keeps drinking her liquor and she brings them down
Just at the break of day
You could hear old hannah say

I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me daddy, cos i don't care
I feel just like i wanna clown
Give the piano player a drink
Cause he brought me down

He just send me right off to sleep
Check all your razors and your guns
I'm gonna be arrested when the wagon comes

I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me cos i don't care oh no
Send me cos i don't care

I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me daddy, cos i don't care
I feel just like i wanna clown
Give the piano player a drink
Cause he brought me down

He's got rhythm when he stomps his feet
He moves me right off to sleep
Check all your razors check your guns
I'm gonna be arrested when the wagon comes

I wanna pigfoot and a bottle of beer
Send me cos i don't care oh no
Send me cos i don't care

Sammy lerner, frederick hollander

Falling in love again i never wanted to
What am i to do i can't help it
Love has always been my game play it how i may
I was made that way i can't help it

Men cluster to me like moths around a flame
And if their wings burn i know i'm not to blame
Falling in love again i never wanted to
What am i to do i can't help it

Men cluster to me like moths around a flame
And if their wings burn i know i'm not to blame
Falling in love again i never wanted to
What am i to do i can't help it