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Painted Lady

Album: Abbey Lincoln: Golden Lady Durasi: 5:16

There are many styles of living

For the many ways to be

'Cause life is an expression

And we're living to be free

But for the painted lady

There is a pointed stare

And eyes that ask a question

"Is she going anywhere?"

I travel 'cause I have somewhere to go

A song to sing, a thing to do, to show

And conversation's easy to engage

'Cause I'm a painted lady on the stage

Spectacle, the people come to see

And center stage is where you look for me

Sometimes my picture's featured on a page

'Cause I'm a painted lady on the stage

A common garden flower child

With hopes and dreams to share

And visions of another world

I can take you there

I live a public life, a life I choose

A song of love, sometimes I sing the blues

And sometimes I can hear the rivers rage

'Cause I'm a painted lady on the stage

A common garden flower child

With hopes and dreams to share

And visions of another world

I am gonna take you there

I go the way of the artist of disguise

Reflected in the gaze of strangers' eyes

And there are many battles that I wage

'Cause I'm a painted lady on the stage

I travel here and there to foreign lands

I've seen some setting sun, some shifting fans

Sometimes I play the fool, sometimes the sage

'Cause I'm a painted lady, I'm a painted lady

I'm a painted lady on the stage