Lady Be Good
George Gershwin, Ira Gershwin
Listen to my tale of woe,
It's terribly sad, but true.
All dressed up, no place to go,
Each ev'ning I'm awfully blue
I know I'm a winsome miss
I must win some handsome guy
Can't go on like this,
I could blossom out I know,
With somebody just like you.
So
Oh, sweet and lovely lady, be good
Oh, lady, be good to me
I am so awf'ly misunderstood
So lady, be good to me
Oh, please have some pity
I'm all alone in this big city
I tell you I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood,
So lady be good to me.
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Oh lady be good to me.