Текст песни Billie Holiday - I Love My Man
Billie Holiday - I Love My Man слова песни
Billie holidayI love my manOn my life I say I dontI love my manOn my life I say I dontBut Ill quit my manOn my life I say I wontIve been your slave babyEver since Ive been your wayIve been your slaveEver since Ive been your faithBut before I be your dogIll see you in your graveMy man wouldnt give me no breakfastWouldnt give me no dinnerSquacked about my supperThen he put me outdoorsHeaven erred to lateA matchbox on my clothesI didnt have so manyBut I had a long long ways to goI aint good lookingAnd my hair aint curlsI aint good lookingAnd my hair aint curlsBut my mother she give me somethingIts going to carry me through this worldSome man like me cuz Im happySome cuz Im snappySome call me honeyOthers think Ive got moneySome say billieBaby youre built for speedNow if you put that altogetherMakes me everything a good man needs