Ella Fitzgerald

I know too well that I'm just wasting precious time

In thinking such a thing could be

That you could ever care for me

I'm sure you hate to hear

That I adore you, dear

But grant me

Just the same

I'm not entirely to blame

For love

You'd be so easy to love

So easy to idolize

All others above

So worth the yearning for

So swell to keep every homefire burning for

We'd be so grand at the game

So carefree together

That it does seem a shame

That you can't see

Your future with me

'Cause you'd be oh, so easy to love


Ella Jane Fitzgerald (April 25, 1917 – June 15, 1996) was an American jazz vocalist with a vocal range spanning three octaves (D♭3 to D♭6). Often referred to as the "First Lady of Song" and the "Queen of Jazz," she was noted for her purity of tone, impeccable diction, phrasing and intonation, and a "horn-like" improvisational ability, particularly in her scat singing.
Fitzgerald was a notable interpreter of the Great American Songbook. Over the course of her 60-year recording career ... Read More