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BIG STUFF Leonard Bernstein 1944 as rec by Billie Holiday & her Orch March 13th 1946 New York So you cry, What's it about, baby? You ask me why The blues had to go and pick you. So you go down to the shore, Kid's stuff! Don't you know there's honey in store For you, big stuff? Let's take a ride in my gravy train; The door's open wide, Come in from out of the rain! So you stare, Call it despair, Big Stuff! Don't you care, I'm on the square About you! Let's have a try, It may be that you're my guy! So you stare, Call it despair, Big Stuff! Don't you care, I'm on the square About you! Let's have a try, It may be that you're my guy! (Contributed by Peter Akers - December 2009)

    


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