The Ballad of Miss Lucy ---- Tamicus

jazz, swing, honky-tonk, alt-rock, post-grunge

Miss Lucy loved to sing
And everyone loved to listen
When she bopped and scat, 
Her voice would ring
And when she sang the blues
Every eye would glisten
Heart of gold
Passionate soul

[instrumental jazzy hip swing fused with alt-rock with funky slap bass riff and syncopated drumline]

(verse 2)
Ruby Dee was lean and strong
Her dark red hair pulled back
In a high-up ponytail, flowing long,
Her skin was honey and cream
Her sharp green eyes saw everything
Her body could make men scream

She loved to dance, that Ruby Dee
She could tap or swing or bop
She could foxtrot or tango
She was queen of the Lindy Hop
Heart so bold
Fun-loving soul

[instrumental jazzy hip swing fused with alt-rock with funky slap bass riff and syncopated drumline]

Miss Lucy had a good-time man
They called him Billy the Game
He was smooth and sly
 A hustler, a scoundrel,
A real honky-tonk guy
But Lucy loved him just the same

(chorus)
[include female vocals in harmony]
Don’t trust your heart
With a good-time man
He’ll use your love 
As part of his plan
He might make you happy
But it’s all a lie
One day he’ll leave without goodbye
And you’re the one left alone to cry

(verse 3)
One night while Lucy was singin’
Billy was playing away
And he watched Ruby Dee dance
He was hot, he was cold, 
He was in a trance
He had to have her
He had to hold her
He forgot about Miss Lucy
And it made him bolder

Ruby Dee danced with Billy the Game
She was sass and laughter
He was smooth and flame
Billy held her tight
Ruby Dee didn’t care if it was right
And at the end of the evening
He spent the night

(chorus)
Don’t trust your heart
With a good-time man
He’ll use your love 
As part of his plan
He might make you happy
But it’s all a lie
One day he’ll leave without goodbye
And you’re the one left alone to cry

[brief instrumental jazzy hip swing fused with alt-rock with funky slap bass riff and syncopated drumline]

(bridge)
Miss Lucy couldn’t find him
That slippery Billy the Game,
She walked through the streets
Callin’ his name
Until a stranger whispered in her ear
“Check the Ritz; you’ll find him there”

(verse 4)
Miss Lucy took the stairs
To room 3-0-3
Her heart was already broken
She knew what she would see
And when she opened the door
There was Billy makin’ love
To Ruby Dee

Billy gasped and Ruby laughed
And Lucy began to cry
And then Lucy pulled a pistol from her bag
And shot Billy in the eye
Ruby’s laughter stopped
She whispered “no”
And Ruby Dee was the second to go

(verse 5)
Now time has passed
As time always do
And now Miss Lucy
Only sings the blues
Behind the bars of a prison cell
Just waiting to join Billy in hell

(Outro)
[Jazzy speak-sing with steady beat and finger snaps; no instrumental]
Now that’s my story
It’s sad to say
My story is not new, indeed
It may be old
But it needed to be told
For Miss Lucy, and Billy, and Ruby Dee

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(Intro) [Jazzy speak-sing with steady beat and finger snaps; no instrumental] I’ve got a little story to tell About love and loss and raisin’ hell About singin’ and dancin’ About heat and romancin’ So gather ‘round And listen well…. [Big instrumental opening: jazzy hip swing with honky-tonk piano, growling horns, full band, fused with alt-rock with funky slap bass riff and syncopated drumline] (verse 1) Miss Lucy was a looker Her hair was silky and black Cut in a sharp bob that framed her face She could give you a heart attack Her deep brown eyes were lined in coal Her lips were plump and kissable Her figure was un-missable Her booty could steal your soul Miss Lucy loved to sing And everyone loved to listen When she bopped and scat, Her voice would ring And when she sang the blues Every eye would glisten Heart of gold Passionate soul [instrumental jazzy hip swing fused with alt-rock with funky slap bass riff and syncopated drumline] (verse 2) Ruby Dee was lean and strong Her dark red hair pulled back In a high-up ponytail, flowing long, Her skin was honey and cream Her sharp green eyes saw everything Her body could make men scream She loved to dance, that Ruby Dee She could tap or swing or bop She could foxtrot or tango She was queen of the Lindy Hop Heart so bold Fun-loving soul [instrumental jazzy hip swing fused with alt-rock with funky slap bass riff and syncopated drumline] Miss Lucy had a good-time man They called him Billy the Game He was smooth and sly A hustler, a scoundrel, A real honky-tonk guy But Lucy loved him just the same (chorus) [include female vocals in harmony] Don’t trust your heart With a good-time man He’ll use your love As part of his plan He might make you happy But it’s all a lie One day he’ll leave without goodbye And you’re the one left alone to cry (verse 3) One night while Lucy was singin’ Billy was playing away And he watched Ruby Dee dance He was hot, he was cold, He was in a trance He had to have her He had to hold her He forgot about Miss Lucy And it made him bolder Ruby Dee danced with Billy the Game She was sass and laughter He was smooth and flame Billy held her tight Ruby Dee didn’t care if it was right And at the end of the evening He spent the night (chorus) Don’t trust your heart With a good-time man He’ll use your love As part of his plan He might make you happy But it’s all a lie One day he’ll leave without goodbye And you’re the one left alone to cry [brief instrumental jazzy hip swing fused with alt-rock with funky slap bass riff and syncopated drumline] (bridge) Miss Lucy couldn’t find him That slippery Billy the Game, She walked through the streets Callin’ his name Until a stranger whispered in her ear “Check the Ritz; you’ll find him there” (verse 4) Miss Lucy took the stairs To room 3-0-3 Her heart was already broken She knew what she would see And when she opened the door There was Billy makin’ love To Ruby Dee Billy gasped and Ruby laughed And Lucy began to cry And then Lucy pulled a pistol from her bag And shot Billy in the eye Ruby’s laughter stopped She whispered “no” And Ruby Dee was the second to go (chorus) Don’t trust your heart With a good-time man He’ll use your love As part of his plan He might make you happy But it’s all a lie One day he’ll leave without goodbye And you’re the one left alone to cry (verse 5) Now time has passed As time always do And now Miss Lucy Only sings the blues Behind the bars of a prison cell Just waiting to join Billy in hell (Outro) [Jazzy speak-sing with steady beat and finger snaps; no instrumental] Now that’s my story It’s sad to say My story is not new, indeed It may be old But it needed to be told For Miss Lucy, and Billy, and Ruby Dee

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