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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


Gifted And Black (1969)
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No Opportunity Necessary, No Experience Needed
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Baby you understand me now
If sometimes you see that I'm mad
Don't cha know no one alive can always be an angel?
When everything goes wrong you see some bad

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

Ya know sometimes baby I'm so carefree
With a joy that's hard to hide
And then sometimes again it seems that all I have is worry
And then you're bound to see my other side

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

If I seem edgy
I want you to know
I never mean to take it out on you
Life has its problems
and I get more than my share
but that's one thing I never mean to do

Caus' I love you
Oh baby
I'm just human
Don't you know I have faults like anyone?

Sometimes I find myself alone regretting
some little foolish thing
some simple thing that I've done

Caus' I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

Don't let me be misunderstood
I try so hard
So please don't let me be misunderstood

. . .


My skin is black
My arms are long
My hair is woolly
My back is strong
Strong enough to take the pain
inflicted again and again
What do they call me
My name is AUNT SARAH
My name is Aunt Sarah

My skin is yellow
My hair is long
Between two worlds
I do belong
My father was rich and white
He forced my mother late one night
What do they call me
My name is SAFFRONIA
My name is Saffronia

My skin is tan
My hair is fine
My hips invite you
my mouth like wine
Whose little girl am I?
Anyone who has money to buy
What do they call me
My name is SWEET THING
My name is Sweet Thing

My skin is brown
my manner is tough
I'll kill the first mother I see
my life has been too rough
I'm awfully bitter these days
because my parents were slaves
What do they call me
My name is PEACHES

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Now listen honey while i say
How can you fix your mind to say you're going away

Don't say that we must part
Don't break my aching heart
You know you love me
True for many years
Love me night and day
Can't you see my tears
How can you leave me
Listen while i say

After you've gone and left me crying,
After you've gone there's no denying,
You'll feel blue, you'll feel sad,
You'll miss the greatest mama that you ever ever ever had.
There'll come a time, don't you forget it,
There'll come a time when you'll regret it.

Some day when you grow lonely,
Your heart will break like mine and you'll want me only,
After you've gone, after you've gone away

After you've gone and left me crying,
After you've gone there's no denying,
You'll feel blue, you'll feel sad,
You'll miss the greatest pal you ever had.
There'll come a time, don't you forget it,
There'll come a time when you'll regret it.

Some day when you grow lonely,
Your heart will break like mine and you'll want me only,
After you've gone, after you've gone away
Oh yeah
After you've gone, after you've gone away

. . .


Rudy Stevenson

Ain't no use baby
I'm leaving the scene
Ain't no use baby
You're too doggone mean

Yes I'm tired of paying dues
Having the blues
Hitting bad news
Ain't no use baby

Ain't no use baby
I'm leaving town
Ain't no use daddy
I'm putting you down

I'm gonna change my name
Things won't be the same
Cos I'm tired of palying your game
Ain't no use baby I tell you ain't no use

I tried all these years Lord knows I've tried
Yes and I cried deep down inside
But daddy why complain
It's all over and you're to blame yeah yeah

Ain't no use baby
Shed them tears
Ain't no use baby
I cried for years for too many years

You done had your fun

Ain't no use
Ain't no use
Ain't no use daddy
Ain't no use

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Bouncing off your wall
Pathways of my mind
Are on their way
Another way
For today

Ohho

You want me to see you
I can not see you
You want me to come for you
I can not come for you
You want an assignment
I see no concession

Shall I hang my head with yours and be blue
Send away laughter
And spend all my time, com'on darling
Thinking about you
Don't you know there are things I can't do

My mind is on its way
Another way
For today

Ohho

My spirit is so foreign
You want silence
My spirit Is taking flight
But baby you wanna cry tonight

Shall I hang my head with yours
Send away laughter and fun
And spend all my time
Thinking about you
Only about you
Don't you know there are things
That I can't do
My mind is on its way
Another way
For today
Heyheyy....

. . .


(The Essential Collection)
(incomplete)

There is a house in New Orleans
They call it the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl
And me, oh God, I'm one

If I had only listened of what my mama said
I'd be at home today
But bein' so young and foolish, my Lord
Let a gambler lead me astray

Now, my mother is a tailor
She sews those new blue jeans
And my sweetheart is a drunkard, Lord
Drinks down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a drunken man needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Lord, is when he's on the drunk

Somebody go get my baby sister
Tell her to do, not to do what I have done
But shun that house in New Orleans
They call it the Rising Sun

Well, I'm goin' back to New Orleans
My race is almost run
Yes, I'm goin' back to spend my life
Beneath, beneath, the rising sun

There is a house in New Orleans
They call it the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl
And me, oh God, I'm one

If I had only listened of what my mama said
I'd be at home today
But bein' so young and foolish, my Lord
Let a gambler lead me astray

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Young, gifted, and black
Oh what a lovely precious dream
To be young, gifted, and black
Open your heart to what I mean

In the whole world you'll know
There’s a million boys and girls
Who are young, gifted, and black
And that's a fact!

You are young, gifted, and black
We must begin to tell our young
There's a world waiting for you
Yours is the quest that's just begun

When you’re feeling real low
There's a great truth that you should know
When you're young, gifted, and black
Your soul's intact!

To be young, gifted, and black
Oh how I've longed to know the truth
There are times when I look back
And I am haunted by my youth

Oh but my joy of today
Is that we can all be proud to say
To be young, gifted, and black
Is where it's at…Is where it's at…Is where it's at!

. . .


I ain't got no home, ain't got no shoes
Ain't got no money, ain't got no class
Ain't got no skirts, ain't got no sweater
Ain't got no perfume, ain't got no bed
Ain't got no mind

Ain't got no mother, ain't got no culture
Ain't got no friends, ain't got no schooling
Ain't got no love, ain't got no name
Ain't got no ticket, ain't got no token
Ain't got no God

And what have I got?
Why am I alive anyway?
Yeah, what have I got
Nobody can take away?

Got my hair, got my head
Got my brains, got my ears
Got my eyes, got my nose
Got my mouth, I got my smile
I got my tongue, got my chin
Got my neck, got my boobs
Got my heart, got my soul
Got my back, I got my sex

I got my arms, got my hands
Got my fingers, got my legs
Got my feet, got my toes
Got my liver, got my blood

I've got life, I've got my freedom
I've got a lot

I've got the life
And I'm gonna keep it
I've got the life
And nobody's gonna take it away
I've got the life

. . .

No Opportunity Necessary, No Experience Needed

[No lyrics]

. . .


Stay away from me
Cause i'm in my sin
Stay away from me
Cause i'm in my sin
If this joint is raided
Somebody get me my gin
Don't try me nobody
Cause you will never win
Don't try me nobody
Cause you will never win
I'll fight the army and navy
Somebody give me my gin
I don't want no clothes
I don't want no bed
I don't want no clothes yeah
Want no bed
Want no pork chops and greens
Just give me gin instead
Stay away from me
Cause i'm in my sin
Stay away from me yeah
Cause i'm in my sin
Joint is raided
I don't care!
Give me my gin!
I'm in my sin
Joint is raided
Lets go home
So i can get me my gin

. . .


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