MY FUR COATS OLD
MY GOD AINT IT COLD
BUT I AINT GONNA HOLLER
CUZ I STILL GOT A DOLLAR
AND WHEN I GET LOW,
I GET HIGH
WELL MY MAN WALKED OUT
YOU KNOW THAT AINT RIGHT
AND HE BETTER WATCH OUT
IF I SEE HIM TONIGHT
BECAUSE WHEN I GET LOW,
I GET HIGH
ALL THE HARD LUCK IN THIS TOWN
HAS FOUND ME
NOBODY KNOWS BUT THE TROUBLE
GOES ROUND AND ROUND ME
IM ALL ALONE
WITH NO ONE TO PET ME
BUT THAT ROCKING CHAIR
AINT NEVER GONNA GET ME
CUZ WHEN I GET LOW,
I GET HIGH
ELLA FITZGERALD
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