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For Billie Holiday who was born 105 years ago on April 7, 1915. Here performing “Please Don't Talk About Me When I'm Gone” live in 1959.
Billie Holiday Archive ____________________________________
Please Don't Talk About Me When I'm Gone Please don't talk about me when I'm gone Though our friendship ceases from now on And if you can't say anything real nice Just don’t talk at all that’s my advice We're parting, you go your way I'll go mine It's best that we do Here's a kiss I hope that this brings lots of luck to you It makes no difference how I carry on Please don't talk about me when I'm gone
Please don't talk about me when I'm gone Though our friendship ceases from now on And if you can't say anything real nice Just don’t talk at all that’s my advice
We're parting, you go your way I'll go mine It's best that we do Here's a little kiss I hope that this brings lots of luck to you Makes no difference how I carry on Please don't talk about me Please don't talk about me Please don't talk about me when I'm gone Written by Sam H. Stept with lyrics by Sidney Clare
Sidney Clare (15 Aug 1892 - 29 Aug 1972) - You're My Thrill by Diana Krall (2009)
Peggy Lee, You're My Thrill
Lyrics by Jay Gorney, music by Sidney Clare
You're my thrill You do something to me You send chills right through me When I look at you 'cause youre my thrill You're my thrill How my pulse increases I just go to pieces When I look at you 'cause you're my thrill Nothing seems to matter Here's my heart on a silver platter Where's my will Why this strange desire That keeps mounting higher When I look at you I can't keep still You're my thrill Where's my will Why this strange desire That keeps mounting higher When I look at you I can't keep still You're my thrill