Oh, Lady Be Good! (Arr. Kennedy) - Nigel Kennedy & English Chamber Orchestra

Listen to my tale of woe, It's terribly sad but true, All dressed up, no place to go Each evening I'm awfully blue. 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 awfully 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. 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. Oh lady be good to me.

Oh, lady be good Listen to my tale of woe, It's terribly sad but true, All dressed up, no place to go Each ev'ning i'm awf'ly blue. 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. 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. Oh lady be good to me. Published lyric furnished by a visitor. Validated / transcribed by todd peach Published version: Listen to my tale of woe, it's terribly sad but true, All dressed up, no place to go Each ev'ning i'm awf'ly blue. I must win some winsome miss Can't go on like this, I could blossom out i know, Which somebody just like you. so... Oh sweet and lovely, Lady be good, Oh lady be good to me. I am so awf'lly 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. Auburn and brunette and blonde: I love 'em all, tall or small But somehow they dont' grow fond; They stagger but never fall.

Listen to my tale of woe, It's terribly sad but true, All dressed up, no place to go Each evening I'm awfully blue. 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 awfully 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. 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. Oh lady be good to me.

Well, I come from Alabama with My banjo on my knee I'm goin' to Louisiana my True love for to see It rained all night the day I left The weather was bone dry And the sun so hot I froze to death Susanna, don't you cry Oh Susanna Don't you cry for me I come from Alabama with My banjo on my knee Well, I had a dream the other night When everything was still I dreamed I saw Susanna A-comin' down the hill A buckwheat cake was in her mouth A tear was in her eye I said "I'm comin' from the south Susanna, don't you cry" Oh Susanna Don't you cry for me I come from Alabama with My banjo on my knee Well, I soon will be at New Orleans and when I do arrive I'll go and find our Susanna If she is still alive And if I do not find that girl Well, I will surely die Oo, when I'm buried in my grave Susanna, don't you cry Oh Susanna Don't you cry for me I come from Alabama with My banjo on my knee