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BilIe Holiday

The story behind her songs Alysha Davis
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Alysha Davis

on 16 April 2010

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Billie Holiday The Story Behind her Songs
Alysha Davis "Lady's" sorrows and struggles reflect a life reinforced with strength of an inner self expressed through song”. <object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z_1LfT1MvzI&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z_1LfT1MvzI&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object> Them that's got shall get
Them that's not shall lose
So the Bible said and it still is news
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own

Yes, the strong gets more
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don't ever make the grade
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own

Money, you've got lots of friends
Crowding round the door
When you're gone, spending ends
They don't come no more
Rich relations give
Crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
But don't take too much
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own

Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
He just worry 'bout nothin'
Cause he's got his own "This is one song I couldn’t sing without feeling every minute of it “ <object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vqTtRg36nQQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vqTtRg36nQQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object> Hush now, don't explain
Just say you'll remain
Unless you're mad, don't explain

My love, don't explain
What is there to gain
Skip that lipstick
Don't explain

You know that I love you
And what loving does
All my thoughts are real
For I'm so completely yours

Try to hear folks chatter
And I know you cheat
Right or wrong, don't matter
When you're with me, sweet

Hush now, don't explain
You're my love and pain
My life's your love
Don't explain
" You never heard singing so slow, so lazy, with such drawl. It Ain’t the blues . I don’t know what it is, but you got to hear her. "
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