Track Title:               Lady Day

Album Title:               Complete Reprise Recordings, disc 15
Prime Artist:              Frank Sinatra
Producer:                  Charlie Calello

Written by:                Bob Gaudio
Written by:                Jake Holmes
From the Album:            Watertown  1969 (A)


Lyrics:
Her day was born in shades of blue, her song was sad the words were true
Her morning came too fast too soon, and died before the afternoon
Poor lady day could use some love, some sunshine, Lady day has too much rain
Poor lady day could use some spring, some breezes, Lady day has too much pain
It's such a lonely face, such a cloudy sky, so many shadows in her eye
So many empty dreams, so many bitter times, just a handful of broken rhymes
Poor lady day could use a smile, some kindness, Lady day has too much rain
Poor lady day could use some dreams, some flowers, Lady day has too much pain
Just too much to say, just to much to know, too little time to say hello
And then the evening comes, and now she doesn't cry, and it's too late to say Good-bye


Contributed by Larry Henares of the Philippines
{larryh@mydestiny.net}

http://www.thepeaches.com/music/

 
 
Track Title:               Lady Day

Album Title:               Complete Reprise Recordings, disc 15
Prime Artist:              Frank Sinatra
Arranger:                  Don Costa
Written by:                Bob Gaudio

Written by:                Jake Holmes
Lyrics:
Her day was born in shades of blue, her song was sad the words were true
Her morning came too fast too soon, and died before the afternoon
Poor lady day could use some love, some sunshine, Lady day has too much rain
Poor lady day could use some spring, some breezes, Lady day has too much pain
It's such a lonely face, such a cloudy sky, so many shadows in her eye
So many empty dreams, so many bitter times, just a handful of broken rhymes
Poor lady day could use a smile, some kindness, Lady day has too much rain
Poor lady day could use some dreams, some flowers, Lady day has too much pain
Just too much to say, just to much to know, too little time to say hello
And then the evening comes, and now she doesn't cry, and it's too late to say Good-bye


Contributed by Larry Henares of the Philippines
{larryh@mydestiny.net}

http://www.thepeaches.com/music/