But Not for Me - Billie Holiday, Джордж Гершвин

Miscellaneous

BUT NOT FOR ME

They’re writing songs of love, but not for me.

A lucky star’s above, but not for me.

With love to lead the way

I’ve found more clouds of grey

than any Russain play could guarantee.

I was a fool to fall and get that way;

Heigh-ho!

Alas!

And also, lack-a-day!

Although I can’t dismiss the mem’ry of his kiss, I guess he’s not for me.

He’s knocking on a door, but not for me.

He’ll plan a two by four, but not for me.

I know that love’s a game;

I’m puzzled, just the same,

was I the moth or flame?

I’m all at sea.

It all began so well, but what an end!

This is the time a feller needs a friend,

when ev’ry happy plot ends with the marriage knot,

and there’s no knot for me.