Putting rain in my eyes
tears in my dreams
and rocks in my heart.
It’s that sly old sun of a gun again
He keeps telling me that I’m the lucky one again
But I still have that rain
still have those tears
And those rocks in my heart.
S’pose I didn’t stay
ran away
wouldn’t play
The devil
what a potion he would brew?
He’d follow me around
build me up
tear me down
Till I’d be so bewildered
I wouldn’t know what to do.
Might as well give up that fight again
I know darn well he’ll convince me that he’s right again.
When he sings that sorry song I’m just gonna tag along
With that ole devil called love.
He’d follow me around
build me up
tear me down
With that ole devil called love.
Memories of Billie Holiday who died this day 17th July 1959, Billie who endured one of the toughest childhood any child could endure went on to become the greatest female Jazz vocalist of all, this is how it all began for her "I stopped in the Log Cabin Club run by Jerry Preston," recalled Holiday "Told him I was a dancer. He said to dance. I tried it. He said i Stunk. I told him I could sing. He said sing … I sang. The customers stopped drinking"
This song makes me think of an American Army Air Force B-17 that bombed Germany in the spring of 1945. The plane suffered heavy flak damage even losing part of its tail section, but dropped its bombs and turned back towards England. As they neared the British coast, the airplane radio tuned into British radio and this is the song the crew heard. There was not a dry eye in the plane as every man realized what they were fighting for.