| Song | I'm Nobody's Baby |
| Artist | Judy Garland |
| Album | The Best of Judy [BOX SET] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Written:Milton Ager/Lester Santly/Benny Davis | |
| I woke up this morning and the sun was shining, | |
| but I didn't see it. | |
| Think I drank my orange juice, but I don't know, | |
| I wouldn't guarantee it. | |
| Wore my yellow dress - or was it blue? | |
| Oh what's the use, I don't remember. | |
| Is it Monday, is it Tuesday, | |
| is it June or is it still December? | |
| Sat beside my window, watched the couples strolling by | |
| Felt so sorry for myself I couldn't even cry. | |
| Finally I pulled the shade, | |
| I couldn't stand the gaff. | |
| So I sat down and wrote my epitaph. | |
| I'm nobody's baby, | |
| I wonder why. | |
| Each night and day | |
| I pray the lord up above | |
| please send me down | |
| somebody to love. | |
| But nobody wants me, | |
| I'm blue somehow. | |
| Won't someone hear my plea | |
| and take a chance with me, | |
| because I'm nobody's baby now. | |
| Believe me... | |
| No, Nobody's baby, | |
| and I've got to know the reason why. | |
| Last week I was walkin' down the street | |
| and met a boy and I said | |
| "Hey, maybe I was meant for you". | |
| But he only tipped his hat | |
| and shook his head, | |
| kept on walkin' down the avenue. | |
| Oh, nobody wants me, | |
| I'm mighty blue somehow. | |
| Won't someone hear my plea | |
| and take a little chance with me? | |
| Because I'm no-nobody's baby. | |
| I'm blue somehow. | |
| Won't someone hear my plea | |
| and take a chance with me? | |
| There's no denyin' I'm cryin', | |
| I'm lonesome on my own-some. | |
| I don't mean maybe, | |
| I'm nobody's baby! |
| Written: Milton Ager Lester Santly Benny Davis | |
| I woke up this morning and the sun was shining, | |
| but I didn' t see it. | |
| Think I drank my orange juice, but I don' t know, | |
| I wouldn' t guarantee it. | |
| Wore my yellow dress or was it blue? | |
| Oh what' s the use, I don' t remember. | |
| Is it Monday, is it Tuesday, | |
| is it June or is it still December? | |
| Sat beside my window, watched the couples strolling by | |
| Felt so sorry for myself I couldn' t even cry. | |
| Finally I pulled the shade, | |
| I couldn' t stand the gaff. | |
| So I sat down and wrote my epitaph. | |
| I' m nobody' s baby, | |
| I wonder why. | |
| Each night and day | |
| I pray the lord up above | |
| please send me down | |
| somebody to love. | |
| But nobody wants me, | |
| I' m blue somehow. | |
| Won' t someone hear my plea | |
| and take a chance with me, | |
| because I' m nobody' s baby now. | |
| Believe me... | |
| No, Nobody' s baby, | |
| and I' ve got to know the reason why. | |
| Last week I was walkin' down the street | |
| and met a boy and I said | |
| " Hey, maybe I was meant for you". | |
| But he only tipped his hat | |
| and shook his head, | |
| kept on walkin' down the avenue. | |
| Oh, nobody wants me, | |
| I' m mighty blue somehow. | |
| Won' t someone hear my plea | |
| and take a little chance with me? | |
| Because I' m nonobody' s baby. | |
| I' m blue somehow. | |
| Won' t someone hear my plea | |
| and take a chance with me? | |
| There' s no denyin' I' m cryin', | |
| I' m lonesome on my ownsome. | |
| I don' t mean maybe, | |
| I' m nobody' s baby! |
| Written: Milton Ager Lester Santly Benny Davis | |
| I woke up this morning and the sun was shining, | |
| but I didn' t see it. | |
| Think I drank my orange juice, but I don' t know, | |
| I wouldn' t guarantee it. | |
| Wore my yellow dress or was it blue? | |
| Oh what' s the use, I don' t remember. | |
| Is it Monday, is it Tuesday, | |
| is it June or is it still December? | |
| Sat beside my window, watched the couples strolling by | |
| Felt so sorry for myself I couldn' t even cry. | |
| Finally I pulled the shade, | |
| I couldn' t stand the gaff. | |
| So I sat down and wrote my epitaph. | |
| I' m nobody' s baby, | |
| I wonder why. | |
| Each night and day | |
| I pray the lord up above | |
| please send me down | |
| somebody to love. | |
| But nobody wants me, | |
| I' m blue somehow. | |
| Won' t someone hear my plea | |
| and take a chance with me, | |
| because I' m nobody' s baby now. | |
| Believe me... | |
| No, Nobody' s baby, | |
| and I' ve got to know the reason why. | |
| Last week I was walkin' down the street | |
| and met a boy and I said | |
| " Hey, maybe I was meant for you". | |
| But he only tipped his hat | |
| and shook his head, | |
| kept on walkin' down the avenue. | |
| Oh, nobody wants me, | |
| I' m mighty blue somehow. | |
| Won' t someone hear my plea | |
| and take a little chance with me? | |
| Because I' m nonobody' s baby. | |
| I' m blue somehow. | |
| Won' t someone hear my plea | |
| and take a chance with me? | |
| There' s no denyin' I' m cryin', | |
| I' m lonesome on my ownsome. | |
| I don' t mean maybe, | |
| I' m nobody' s baby! |