What Am I Here For? Lyrics by Ella Fitzgerald
What am I here for
Living in mis’ry
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What am I here for
Living in mis’ry
A-tisket, a-tasket
A brown and yellow basket
It seems we stood and talked like this, before
We looked at each other in the same way then
Night and stars above that shine so bright
The myst’ry of their fading light
The concert was over in Carnagie Hall
The maestro took bow after bow
Oh, little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
It had to be you
It had to be you
On a hill far away
Stood an old rugged cross
I don’t believe in frettin’ and grievin’
Why mess around with strife?
I’ve got you under my skin.
I’ve got you deep in the heart of me.