Billie Holiday
yiddishe mama
My yiddishe momme
I need her more then ever now
My yiddishe momme
I long to kiss her wrinkled brow
I long to hold her hands as in days gone by
And ask her to forgive me for
Things I did to make her cry
How few were her treasures
She never cared for fashion's styles
Her jewels and her pleasures
She found them in her baby's smiles
Oh, I know what I owe
And I am today
To that dear little lady so old and gray
To that dear little yiddishe momme
Mother of mine
- :
- Songs Of Distingue Lovers
- The Centennial Collection
- BILLIE HOLIDAY: THE CENTENNIAL COLLECTION
- God Bless The Child Best Of Billie Holiday
- Miscellaneous
- The Billie Holiday Songbook
- The Quintessential - Volume 9
- The Quintessential - Volume 6
- The Silver Collection
- The Quintessential - Volume 5
- The Quintessential - Volume 3
- The Quintessential - Volume 4
- The Quintessential - Volume 8
- The Quintessential - Volume 1
- The Quintessential - Volume 2
- The Quintessential - Volume 7
- Music for Torching
- Billie Holiday
- An Evening with Billie Holiday
- Billie Holiday Sings