Jeri Southern
get out of town
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The farce was ended,
The curtains drawn,
And I at least pretended
That love was dead and gone.
But now, from nowhere,
You come to me as before
To take my heart,
And break my heart once more.
Before it's too late, my love.
Get out of town,
Be good to mister, please!
Why wish me harm?
Why not retire to a farm
And be contented to charm
The birds off the trees?
Just disappear,
I care for you much too much,
And when you are near,
Close to me dear,
We touch too much!
The thrill when we meet
Is so bitter-sweet
That, darling, it's getting me down;
So on your mark,
Get set,
Get out of town!
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- Jeri Southern Blue Note, Chicago, March 1956
- The Great Jazz Vocalists Sing Hoagy Carmichael
- The Very Thought of You, The Decca Years 1951-1957
- Southern Hospitality & Jeri Gently Jumps
- Soho Collection
- The Essential Cole Porter
- The Songs Of Cole Porter
- Love In the Fifties
- The Very Best of the Great American Songbook
- Timeless Love Songs
- Vocal Jazz: The Absolutely Essential Collection
- Gold Standards
- The I Factor Vol. 36
- Golden Hits Through the Decades, Vol. 47
- On The Rocks: 100 American Jazz Classics
- The Most Beautiful Love Songs, Vol. 1
- 101 Hits from the Great American Song Book
- Jazz Glamour, Vol. 5
- Rewind a Tribute To Cole Porter Vol.3