Betty Carter
everytime we say goodbye
Everytime we say goodbye, I die a little
I wonder why a little
When you're near, feels like spring
Everytime we say goodbye, I die a little
Everytime we say goodbye, I wonder why a little
Why the Gods above me, who must be in the know
How could they think so little of me, they allow you to go
When you're near, there's such an air of spring about it
I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it
There's no love song finer but how strange the change
From major to minor
Everytime we say goodbye
Everytime we say goodbye
Bye, bye
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- Miscellaneous
- Priceless Jazz Collection
- Out There With Betty Carter
- Ladies in Jazz, Vol.6 (Falling in Love With Love)
- Verve Impressions: Female
- Jazz Magazine: Jazzman - Les grandes voix jazz, blues & soul
- One Note Samba (55 Original Songs - Digitally Remastered)
- Priceless Jazz Collection: Betty Carter
- The Jazz Sounds & Vocals
- Round Midnight + out There with Betty Carter (Bonus Track...
- Out There with Betty
- Remember the Betty Carter Story
- The Only One Jazz Singer
- For You
- Classic Summer Jazz Masters
- Jazz on Air
- Betty Carter - The Unforgettable
- The Greatest Blues Singers
- Blues, Roots and Jazz
- Priceless Jazz 39 : Betty Carter