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Nina Simone
Nina Simone


Background information
Birth name Eunice Kathleen Waymon
Born February 21, 1933
Born place Tryon, North Carolina, United States
Died April 21, 2003
Death place Carry-le-Rouet, Bouches-du-Rhône, France
Genre(s) Jazz
Blues
Soul
R&B
Folk
Gospel
Years active 1954—2003
Label(s) RCA Records
Legacy Recordings
Website Website



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Nina Simone Album


A Single Woman (1993)
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Artist: Nina Simone
Album: Single Woman
Song Title: Single Woman

I live alone.
That hasn't always been easy to do.
But just a single woman;
Some times as night the walls talk back to me.
They seem to say
Wasn't yesterday, a better day.

Always alone at home or in a crowd;
A single woman out on a private cloud;
Caught in a world few people understand.
I am what I am….only one single woman.

There was a time…I can't remember when.
The house was full of love but then again
It might have been imaginations plan,
Just to help along,
One single Woman.

. . .


There's a few more lonesome cities that I'd like to see
While the want of wanderlust is still inside of me

There's a few more handsome men that I'd like to know
Just a few more handsome men is down the road I go

Maybe when I have seen it all
Seen all there is to see
I find out I still can not
Run away from me

Just as long as trains keep running
Restless woman I'll be
And there's a few more lonesome cities that I'd like to see

Hey now,
Maybe when I have seen it all
Seen all there is to see
I find out I still can not run away from me
Just as long as trains keep running
Restless woman I will be
And there's a few more lonesome cities that I'd like to see
Just a few more lonesome cities that I'd like to see

. . .


If I should lose you
The stars would fall from the sky
If I should lose you
The leaves would wither and die
The birds in maytime
Would sing a lonely refrain
And I would wander around
Hating the sound of rain

With you beside me
No wind in winter would blow
With you beside me
A rose would bloom in the snow
I gave you my love
But I was living a dream
And living would seem in vain
If I lost you

. . .


Folks Who Live on the Hill
((1937) Oscar Hammerstein II, Jerome Kern)

Someday we'll build a home on a hilltop high,
You and I,
Shiny and new a cottage that two can fill.
And we'll be pleased to be called,
"The folks who live on the hill".

Someday we may be adding a thing or two,
A wing or two.
We will make changes as any fam'ly will,
But we will always be called,
"The folks who live on the hill".

Our veranda will command a view of meadows green,
The sort of veiw that seems to want to be seen.
And when the kids grow up and leave us,
We'll sit and look at the same old view,
Just we two.

Darby and Joan who used to be Jack and Jill,
The folks like to be called,
What they have always been called,
"The folks who live on the hill".

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Chorus:
I have been a rover, I have walked alone,
Hiked a-hundred highways, never found a home.
Still in all I'm happy, the reason is, you see,
Once in a-while along the way, love's been good to me.

There was a girl, in denver, before the Summer storm.
Oh her eyes were tender, oh her arms were warm.
And she could smile away thunder, kiss away the rain,
And even though she's gone away, you won't hear me complain.

Chorus

There was a girl, in Portland, before the Winter chill.
We used to go a-courting, along October hill,
And she could laugh away the dark clouds, cry away the snow,
It seems like only yesterday as down the road I go.

Chorus

. . .


Papa, can you hear me?
Papa, can you see me?
Papa, can you find me in the night?
Papa, are you near me?
Papa, can you hear me?
Papa, can you help me not be frightened?

Looking at the skies i see a million eyes
Which ones are yours?
Where are you now
That yesterday has waved goodbye
And closed it's doors

The night is so much darker
The wind is so much colder
The world is so much bigger
Now that i am alone

Papa, please forgive me
I know you understand me
Papa, don't you know i had no chose?
Oh, can you hear me prayin'?
Anything i'm sayin'?

Even though the night is filled with voices
I remember everything you ever
Taught me
Evey book i've ever read
Can all the words,
All the music help me face what's ahead?

The trees are so much taller
I feel so much smaller
The moon is twice as lonely
And the stars are half as bright

Daddy, how i love you
Daddy, how i need you
Daddy, how i miss you
Kissing me goodnight

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George Brassens, Luis Aragon

Rien n'est jamais acquis à l'homme. Ni sa force
Ni sa faiblesse ni son coeur. Et quand il croit
Ouvrir ses bras son ombre est celle d'une croix
Et quand il croit serrer son bonheur il le broie
Sa vie est un étrange et douloureux divorce
Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux

Sa vie elle ressemble à ces soldats sans armes
Qu'on avait habillés pour un autre destin
È quoi peut leur servir de ce lever matin
Eux qu'on retrouve au soir désoeuvrés incertains
Dites ces mots ma vie et retenez vos larmes
Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux

Mon bel amour mon cher amour ma déchirure
Je te porte en moi comme un oiseau blessé
Et ceux-là sans savoir nous regardent passer
Répétant après moi les mots que j'ai tressés
Et qui pour tes grands yeux tout aussitút moururent
Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux

Le temps d'aprendre à vivre il est déjà trop tard
Que pleurent dans la nuit nos coeurs à l'unisson
Ce qu'il faut de malheur pour la moindre chanson
Ce qu'il faut de regrets pour payer un frisson
Ce qu'il faut de sanglots pour un air de guitare
Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux

(The following words are non singed by Nina)
Il n'y a pas d'amour qui ne soit douleur.
Il n'y a pas d'amour dont on ne soit meurtri.
Il n'y a pas d'amour dont on ne soit flétri.
Et pas plus que de toi l'amour de la patrie.
Il n'y a pas d'amour qui ne vive de pleurs.
Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux.
Mais c'est notre amour à tous les deux.

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(1930) Val, Dale, Kalmanoff, Ward, Enzo Fusco, Rodolfo Falvo

Just say that I need him as roses need the rain
And tell him that without him my dreams are all in vain
Just say I love him loved him from the start
And tell him that I'm yearning to say what's in my heart
Just say that I need him as roses need the rain
Tell him that without him my dreams are all in vain

If you should chance to meet him anytime anyplace anywhere
Say I was a fool to leave him
Tell him how much a fool can care
And if he tells you he's lonely now and then
Just won't you tell him that I love him
And want him back again

If you should see him anytime anyplace anywhere
Tell him I was a fool to leave him
Tell him how much a fool can care
And if he tells you he's lonely now and then
Won't you just say I love him and want him back again
Won't you just say I love him and want him back again

. . .


(1945) mack gordon, harry warren
The more I see you,The more I want you.Somehow this feelingJust grows and grows.With every sigh I become more mad about you,More lost without you,

And so it goes.Can you imagineHow much I'll love youThe more I see youAs years go by? I know the only one for me can only be you.My arms won't free you;My heart won't try.

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HE

Marry me Marry Me
Come and share my destiny
Pair with me
Dare with me
Stand up and declare with me
For we are now
Man and wife
Solemn vow
Made for life
I want you right there with me
Marry me

SHE

Marry me marry me
Come and share the best in me
Care with me
Bear with me
Raise another heir with me
For we are now
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Solemn vow
Throughout life
Home is where you carry me
Marry me

BOTH

We are now man and wife
Solemn vow
Made for life
Lovingly
Prayerfully
Marry me
Marry me
Marry me

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