Ella Fitzgerald

It's cost me a lot
But there's one thing that I've got,
It's my man.
Cold and wet, tired you bet
But all that I soon forget,
With my man.

He's not much for looks
And no hero out of books,
Is my man.
Two or three girls has he
That he likes as well as me,
But I love him.

I don't know why I should:
He isn't good
He isn't true
He beats me too...
What can I do?

Oh, my man I love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just a spare
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright
All right.

What's the difference if I say
I'll go away
When I know I'll come beck on my knees someday?
So whatever my man is
I am his
Forever more.
Thanks to Clara for this one.


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