Billie Holiday - Can`t Help Lovin` Dat Man

^DOh, listen, ^D7sister, ^E7I love my ^AM7Mister ^Dman; I can't ^DM7tell yo' ^Dwhy^{D+ G}Dere ain't no reason ^Gmwhy I should love dat ^Dman ^A7It must be sumpin' ^AM7dat ^A7de angels done ^Dplan ^DDe chimhley's ^D7smokin', ^E7de roof is ^AM7leakin' ^Din, But he ^DM7don't seem to ^D7care; ^GHe can be happy ^Gmwith jes' a sip of ^Dgin. ^A7I even loves him ^AM7when ^A7his kisses got ^Dgin.

^DFish got to ^Bm7swim and ^Em7birds got to ^F#mfly,^{A7 D}I got to ^Bm7love one ^Gman till I ^Gmdie, ^DCan't ^Bmhelp ^Bb7lovin' dat ^A7man of ^Dmine.^{GM7 G6 D}Tell me he's^Bm7 lazy, te^Em7ll me he's ^F#mslow,^{A7 D}Tell me I'm ^Bm7crazy ^Gmaybe, I ^Gmknow. ^DCan't ^Bmhelp ^Bb7lovin' dat ^A7man of ^Dmine.^{G D G D}

^G6When he goes ^Fdimaway, ^Ddat's a rainy ^E7day, ^DAnd when he comes ^Fdimback, dat day is ^A7fine, ^G/Bthe ^A7sun ^G6will sh^A7ine.

^DHe can come ^Bmhome as ^Em7late as can ^A7be; ^DHome without ^Bmhim ain't ^Gno home to ^Gmme ^DCan't ^Bmhelp ^Bb7lovin' dat ^A7man of ^Dmine.^{E7 Gdim D}