Billie Holiday [ 7 avril 1915 – 17 juillet 1959] est, avec Ella Fidgerald, la plus grande cantatrice de jazz et de blues

Billie Holiday – Blue Moon (1952)

 

“My Man”

Paroles “My Man”
It cost me a lot
But there’s one thing that i’ve got
It’s my man
It’s my man
Cold or wet
Tired, you bet
All of this i’ll soon forget
With my man
He’s not much on looks
He’s no hero out of books
But i love him
Yes, i love him
Two or three girls
Has he
That he likes as well as me
But i love himI don’t know why i should
He isn’t true
He beats me, too
What can i do ?
Oh, my man, i love him so
He’ll never know
All my life is just a spare
But i don’t care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright
All rightWhat’s the difference if i say
I’ll go away
When i know i’ll come back
On my knees someday
For whatever my man is
I’m his forever more

 

Billie Holiday – When You’re Smiling

 

Billie Holiday – Strange Fruit

Billie Holiday – Strange Fruit

Southern trees bear strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees

Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop

 

Billie Holiday – Fine and Melllow

In this video : Billie Holiday singing with Ben Webster — tenor saxophone, Lester Young — tenor saxophone, Vic Dickenson — trombone, Gerry Mulligan — baritone saxophone, Coleman Hawkins — tenor saxophone, Roy Eldridge — trumpet, Doc Cheatham — trumpet, Danny Barker — guitar, Milt Hinton — double bass, Mal Waldron — piano and Osie Johnson

 

Fine and Melllow performed by Billie Holiday (1915-1959)

Paroles

My man don’t love me
Treats me oh so mean
My man he don’t love me
Treats me awfully
He’s the lowest man
That I’ve ever see

He wears high trimmed pants
Stripes are really yellow
He wears high trimmed pants
Stripes are really yellow
But when he starts in to love me
He’s so fine and mellow

Love will make you drink and gamble
Make you stay out all night long
Love will make you drink and gamble
Make you stay out all night long
Love will make you do things
That you know is wrong

But if you treat me right baby
I’ll stay home everyday
If you treat me right baby
I’ll stay home everyday
But you’re so mean to me baby
I know you’re gonna drive me away

Love is just like the faucet
It turns off and on
Love is like the faucet
It turns off and on
Sometimes when you think it’s on baby
It has turned off and gone

Billie Holiday – (Our) Love Is Here To Stay (1957)

« Our Love Is Here to Stay » is a popular song and a jazz standard. The music was written by George Gershwin, the lyrics by Ira Gershwin, for the movie The Goldwyn Follies (1938) which was released shortly after George Gershwin’s death. It is performed in the film by Kenny Baker. « Our Love Is Here to Stay » also appeared, perhaps most memorably, in the 1951 MGM picture An American in Paris, for which it served as the main theme. It also appeared in 1995’s Forget Paris in which it is actually a reference to An American In Paris. The song was the last composition George Gershwin completed. Ira Gershwin wrote the words after his brother’s death, giving the song a special poignancy.

Originally titled « It’s Here to Stay » and then « Our Love Is Here to Stay », the song was finally published as « Love Is Here to Stay ». Ira Gershwin has said that he wanted to change the song’s name back to « Our Love Is Here to Stay » for years, but felt that it wouldn’t be right since the song had already become a standard. The song is emblematic of the Great American Songbook, with both an introductory verse and a chorus.

Accompanied with Billie, Joe Mondragon (bass), Alvin Stoller (drums), Barney Kessel (guitar), Jimmy Rowles (piano), Norman Granz (producer), Ben Webster (saxophone [tenor]) and Harry Edison (trumpet). (Verve Records)

It’s very clear
Our love is here to stay;
Not for a year
But ever and a day.
The radio and the telephone and the movies that we know
May just be passing fancies,
And in time may go.
But, oh my dear,
Our love is here to stay;
Together we’re going a long, long way.
In time the rockies may crumble, gibraltar may tumble,
They’re only made of clay,
But our love is here to stay

It’s very clear
Our love is here to stay;
Not for a year
But ever and a day.
The radio and the telephone and the movies that we know
May just be passing fancies,
And in time may go.
But, oh my dear,
Our love is here to stay;
Together we’re going a long, long, long, long way.
In time the rockies may crumble, gibraltar may tumble,
They’re only made of clay,
But our love is here to stay