Speak softly when you speak of Bessie there.
    Leave her poor soul alone.
    Can't you see the woman's had her last affair?
    Well, I'll tell you, you should have known.

    You'll never really understand until you have
              your own:
    She could sing those high
    Notes as high as her heart must have flown.
    Why?

    I've heard her cry
    When she'd sing the blues
    About how hard she'd try
    Not to lose

    Another man, but now she's gone away.
    Speak softly when you speak of Bessie there.
    If they ask you, simply say:
    "Can't you see that woman's had her last affair?"


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