Billie Holiday - Big Stuff Lyrics

So you cry
What's it about, baby?
You ask why
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 the 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, baby
Don't you care
I'm on the square about you
Let's have a try
It maybe that you're my guy

Let's take a ride on my gravy train
The door's open wide
Come in from out of the rain

So you stare
Call it despair, baby
Don't you care
I'm on the square about you
Let's have a try
It maybe that you're my guy