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Ross Diana Lady Sings The Blues

All of me Why not take all of me Can't you see I'm no good without you Take my lips I want to loose them Take my arms I'll never use them Your goodbye

My man don't love me Treats me oh so mean My man, he don't love me Treats me awful mean He's the lowest man That I've ever seen He wears high-draped

Them that's god shall get Them that's not shall lose So the bible says And it still is news Momma may have Poppa may have But God bless the child That

I cried for you Now it's your turn to cry over me Every road has a turning That's one thing I'm learning I cried for you What a fool I used to be Now

I don't know why But I'm feeling so sad I long to try Something I never had Never had no kissing Ooh, what I've been missing Lover man oh, where can

Southern trees bear a strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze Strange fruit hangin' from

Ooh, what a little moonlight can do Ooh, what a little moonlight can do to you You're in love Your hearts a flutter And all day long you only shutter

There ain't nothin' I can do Or nothing I can say That folks don't criticize me But I'm gonna do what I want to anyway And I don't care just what people

You've changed That sparkle in your eyes is gone Your smile is just a careless yawn You're breaking my heart You've changed You've changed Your kiss