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Billie Holiday
Stimme und Gesang
The Stardusters
Begleitgesang
Bobby Tucker
Klavier
Denzil Best
Schlagzeug
John Levy
Bass
Mundell Lowe
Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Gordon Jenkins
Songwriter:in
Tom Adair
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
I'm just about fed up
I've finally had my fill
Of sitting 'round and crying in my beer
I've drunk the bitter cup
I've downed the bitter pill
While waiting for the silver lining to appear
I'm going to stack my blues up
On the very highest shelf
I'm going to pack my blues up
And get wise to myself
(Weep no more, my baby)
(Weep no more, my baby)
Weep no more
I'm going to weep no more
I'm putting an end to this lonesome game
(It's such a lonesome game this crying)
Cry no tears
I'm going to cry no tears
Each time that I happen to hear his name
(I hear his name)
I'm going out on the town
This hopeless torch I will drown
'Cause I'm tired of running around (Running around)
With just a memory
Weep no more
I'm going to weep no more
'Til somebody weeps (Until somebody weeps)
For me
(I'm going to stack my blues up)
(On the very highest shelf)
(I'm going to pack my blues up)
(And get wise to myself)
Weep no more
I'm going to weep no more
'Til somebody weeps
For me
(Weep no more)
Written by: Gordon Jenkins, Tom Adair