These Foolish Things
Billie Holiday Lyrics


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A cigarette that bares a lipstick's traces
An airline ticket to romantic places
Still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you

A tinkling piano in the next apartment
Those stumblin' words that told you what my heart meant
A fair ground painted swings
These foolish things remind me of you

You came, you saw, you conquered me
When you did that to me
I knew somehow this had to be

The winds of march that made my heart a dancer
A telephone that rings but who's to answer




Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me of you

Overall Meaning

In Billie Holiday's song "These Foolish Things," she sings about various things that remind her of her lost love. The lyrics focus on seemingly insignificant items and moments that, despite their smallness, hold immense meaning because they remind her of her former love. The opening lines reference a cigarette with lipstick stains and an airline ticket, both of which were tangible reminders of her time with her love. However, it is not just things that remind her of her love, but also situations and sounds, such as the sound of a nearby piano or the words she stumbled over when trying to express her feelings. The chorus emphasizes the power of these memories, stating that โ€œthese foolish things remind me of you.โ€ The last lines of the song point to the persistence of this love and its impact on her, with the image of a ghost clinging to her.


Through the lyrics of โ€œThese Foolish Things,โ€ Billie Holiday creates a moving expression of the way small, seemingly unimportant moments can hold immense emotional significance. The song captures the power of memory and association in shaping our understanding of love and loss. The lyricsโ€™ emphasis on small details and memories rather than grand gestures or romantic clichรฉs speaks to the universality of the feelings of love and heartbreak.


Line by Line Meaning

A cigarette that bares a lipstick's traces
I am reminded of you when I see a cigarette with lipstick stains on it


An airline ticket to romantic places
Whenever I see an airline ticket to exotic locations, my heart feels as light as a feather, like it did when we were together


Still my heart has wings
Even though you're gone, my heart still feels free and light


These foolish things remind me of you
All these small things that only we shared, they bring back cherished memories of you


A tinkling piano in the next apartment
When I hear a piano played from the next apartment, I am reminded of when we used to listen to music together


Those stumblin' words that told you what my heart meant
I remember the difficulty I had telling you how I felt, stumbling over my words, but I finally managed to convey what was in my heart


A fair ground painted swings
When I see the swings at the fair, I'm reminded of the fun we had together in those carefree days


You came, you saw, you conquered me
You came into my life and you had me from the start, you won me over with your charm and grace


When you did that to me
When you captured my heart, making me feel so alive and loved


I knew somehow this had to be
I knew deep down that we were meant to be together, that our love was inevitable


The winds of march that made my heart a dancer
The gentle spring winds stirred something in me, awakening the joy and happiness that love brings


A telephone that rings but who's to answer
When the phone rings and you're not on the other end, I'm left wondering who will be there to brighten my day


Oh, how the ghost of you clings
The memory of you stays with me, haunting me in those quiet moments when I'm alone




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Written by: Harry Link, Holt Marvell, Jack Strachey

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Teddy Wilson And His Orchestra, June 30, 1936
Piano โ€“ Teddy Wilson
Alto Saxophone โ€“ Johnny Hodges
Clarinet, Baritone Saxophone โ€“ Harry Carney
Double Bass โ€“ John Kirby
Drums โ€“ Cozy Cole
Guitar โ€“ Lawrence Lucie
Trumpet โ€“ Jonah Jones
Lyrics โ€“ Eric Maschwitz (under pseudonym Holt Marvell);
Music โ€“ Jack Strachey



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ๅ›ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
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ๅ›ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚

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ใ‚ญใƒญ๏ผ—ใƒ•ใƒฉใƒณใ—ใ‹ใ—ใชใ„้‡Žใ„ใกใ”ใ€
ใใ‚ŒใŒไปŠใงใ‚‚ๅƒ•ใฎๅฟƒใ‚’ๆตฎใ็ซ‹ใŸใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚
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ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚นใƒ“ใƒผใฎๆญŒๅฃฐใ€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€๏ผˆโ€ป๏ผ”๏ผ‰
ใ“ใ‚“ใชใคใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒ
ๅ›ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚
ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ๅค‰ใงใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚็”˜ใ„ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใฎใฏใ€
ๅ›ใŒใพใ ใใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใˆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰๏ผ›
ใ“ใ‚“ใชใคใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒๅƒ•ใซใฏๆ„›ใ—ใๆ€ใˆใ€
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ๆžฏ่‘‰ใฎ็‡ปใ‚‹ๅŒ‚ใ„ใ€ๆณฃใๅซใถใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒžใƒผใฎ่’ธๆฐ—ใ€ใ€€๏ผˆโ€ป๏ผ•๏ผ‰
่ก—ใ‚’ๆญฉใไบŒไบบใฎๆ‹ไบบใฏใพใ‚‹ใงๅคข้Š็—…่€…ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ€
ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ๅๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใชใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใฎ่‚Œใฎๆ„Ÿ่งฆ๏ผ
ใ“ใ‚“ใชใคใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒ
ๅ›ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚



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@carlosdossantos917

I thank God that Billie Holiday was recorded and that countless generations can hear this magic. Her voice is just as nuanced and musical and amazing as every instrument in this recording and her phrasing and diction are genius. She infuses a playfulness into this song that makes it happy rather than sad, and that's the true meaning of the song... you can literally hear the foolishness and playfulness in the way Billie sings it to the point where you remember maybe a lost love or sad relationships but you're forced to laugh.

@daphneavenging

May she never be forgotten.

@Ozigs52

Amin :)

@old-schooldaze2746

On this early recording Billie is totally immersed in with the band. The artistry involved here is magic.

@nadyarossi5102

She can sound wistful & heartbroken all at the same time.

@imanim4844

Beautiful, dreamy song ๐Ÿ’ž I love to hear Billie sing

@InternetRagePlea

Out of all the soulful ladies, Billie sang the standards the best, hands down.

@mickmahoney5435

In your opinion.

@graham2801

@@mickmahoney5435 correct, thatโ€™s how opinions work. Enjoy your day.

@juddmurigi6106

I agree with Mike

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