Blues for a Day
June Christy Lyrics


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They call me coquette, and mademoiselle,
And I must admit I like it quite well.
It's something to be the darling of all;
Le grande femme fatale, the belle of the ball,
There's nothing as gay as life in Paris ,
There's no other person, I'd rather be,
I love what I do, I love what I see,
But where is the schoolgirl that used to be me.

Ah, the apple trees,
Where at garden teas,
Jack-o-lanterns swung:
Fashions of the day,
Vests of applique,
Dresses of shantung,
Only yesterday.
When the world was young

While sitting around we often recall,
The laugh of the year, the night of them all,
The blonds who was so attractive that year,
Some opening night that made us all cheer;
Remember that time we all got so tight,
And Jacques and Antoine got into a fight,
The gendarmes who came, passed out like a light,
I laugh with the rest, it's all very bright.

Ah, the apple trees,
Sunlight memories,
Where the hammock swung,
On our backs we'd lie;
Looking at the shy,
Till the stars were strung,
Only last July,
When the world was young.

You'll see me in Cape D'Antibes , or in Spain,
I follow the sun by boat or by plane,
It's any old millionaire in a storm,
For I've got my mink to keep my heart warm:
And sometimes I drink too much with the crowd,
And, sometimes I talk a little too loud,
My head may be aching, but it's unbowed,
And sometimes I see it all through the cloud

Ah, the apple trees,
And the hive of bees,
Where we once got stung,
Summers at Bordeau,
Rowing at bateau,
Where the willow hung,




Just a dream ago,
When the world was young

Overall Meaning

June Christy's song "Gone for the Day" is an insightful expression of the singer's memories and the present-day lifestyle. The song begins with the singer admitting she enjoys her social status as the coquette and mademoiselle. However, she is not entirely content with that image, and there is a part of her that misses being the schoolgirl that she once was. She finds no greater pleasure than living in Paris, but she is burdened with questions about the life choices she made.


The chorus emphasizes memories of a better time, one where she reminisces about apple trees and garden teas where jack-o-lanterns adorned the surroundings, and fashion wore the day. She mentions "when the world was young," and with that statement, you get a sense of her yearning for her youthful self. It's clear that her joyousness in the present-day is tinged with a sense of nostalgia for the past.


The second and third verse reinforces her remembrance of past joys. She talks about the gendarmes passing out, memories of blondes that existed full of life and the laughter, and nights that used to take the breath away. The song lyrics exude a wistfulness of lost love and memories, reflecting upon the singer's life and the moments when she is asking herself the questions, "where did the time go, and how did I end up here?"


Line by Line Meaning

They call me coquette, and mademoiselle,
People refer to me as a flirt and a young lady of French origin


And I must admit I like it quite well.
I enjoy being called such names


It's something to be the darling of all;
It's a great feeling to be loved by everyone


Le grande femme fatale, the belle of the ball,
I see myself as a charming and attractive woman, admired by all


There's nothing as gay as life in Paris ,
Living in Paris is exciting and cheerful


There's no other person, I'd rather be,
I can't imagine being anyone else


I love what I do, I love what I see,
I am happy with my life, my pursuits, and what I observe


But where is the schoolgirl that used to be me.
I miss the innocent girl I used to be


Ah, the apple trees,
A nostalgic memory of apple trees


Where at garden teas,
Garden parties with tea being served


Jack-o-lanterns swung:
Jack-o-lanterns are being hung and swung


Fashions of the day,
The current styles and trends of the day


Vests of applique,
Vests with ornamental needlework sewn on them


Dresses of shantung,
Silk fabric dresses made from double-woven satin


Only yesterday.
It seems like just yesterday


When the world was young
A reflection upon a younger, more carefree time


While sitting around we often recall,
When we're together, we often reminisce


The laugh of the year, the night of them all,
We remember the most memorable events of the year


The blonds who was so attractive that year,
We remember attractive blonde people from a specific year


Some opening night that made us all cheer;
We remember an event that filled us with happiness


Remember that time we all got so tight,
We remember getting drunk together


And Jacques and Antoine got into a fight,
We remember a fight between Jacques and Antoine


The gendarmes who came, passed out like a light,
Police officers who came to quell the fight passed out


I laugh with the rest, it's all very bright.
We all laugh at these memories, and they bring joy to us


You'll see me in Cape D'Antibes , or in Spain,
I travel to Cape D'Antibes or Spain


I follow the sun by boat or by plane,
I pursue the sun by various modes of transportation


It's any old millionaire in a storm,
I can rely on any wealthy person during tough times


For I've got my mink to keep my heart warm:
I have my fur coat to keep me warm and content


And sometimes I drink too much with the crowd,
I occasionally drink excessively with my friends


And, sometimes I talk a little too loud,
I sometimes speak at a high volume


My head may be aching, but it's unbowed,
I might have a headache, but I continue to persevere


And sometimes I see it all through the cloud
Sometimes my recollections of the past are hazy


And the hive of bees,
A recollection of bees in a hive


Where we once got stung,
Remembering getting stung by the bees


Summers at Bordeau,
Memories of summers spent in Bordeaux


Rowing at bateau,
Rowing boats in the water


Where the willow hung,
Remembering the willow trees in the area


Just a dream ago,
It feels like a dream from just yesterday


When the world was young
A time when the world seemed more innocent and carefree




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: JEROME MOROSS, JOHN LATOUCHE

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Comments from YouTube:

Scott Luster

This is a marvelous find for those of us who loved June's music. I always thought her style by the late 1960's was so memorable.  She was my aunt and our family thanks goes out to Buzz Stevens for posting this.

ted lol

I found June’s music about two years ago and I have not stopped listening since. I’m so thankful for her music and it has really helped me through a lot. Sending love,

Donna Kay

I love her so much and she pretty much was the reason I started singing jazz. You cannot know how much she means to me and how grateful I am for just finding her.

poetmistress2009

🌻🌻💚🌻🌻

JUDITH GILBERT

She was one of a kind. My Mother played her music all of the time. I have always loved her voice.

CraigR_ Mintz

She has a
Beautiful Voice

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Marla Lukofsky

June Christy is truly one of the best jazz singers and she sings her heart and soul in songs and man can she swing, too. xo

Mike Vax

We had the pleasure of having June appear with us on the Kenton Orchestra for the 1972 Newport in New York Jazz Festival. It was one of her last appearances in public and she did great.  We were all thrilled to be able to back her up!

Wayne Brasler

When I could not for the life of me find two of June's Capitol albums I finally wrote her a note and asked if she knew where I could find them. She wrote me a lovely note and said she had asked her musical director to get copies of them from the Capitol library and he did. I wrote her a long thank you note. Another gem was Chris Connor, who I had always assumed was aloof and strange. Wrong; I was from St. Louis, she from Kansas City and we were both connected with the University of Missouri in ColumbiA. When I finally met her in Chicago she was totally down to earth and very witty. Later I was invited to write the program booklet for a concert in her honor in New York City. I was amazed and poured my heart in it. She told the gentleman running the concert, "I guess it doesn't get nicer than this." Chris was a Anita O'Day fan, and eventually they double-billed together. I happened to know Anita's manager and thus was able to get a message of admiration to her. As a kid gathering all the records of these ladies I never dreamt they also might become at least a tiny part of my life.

Scott Luster

I think there is a magical energy about music and those who excel at performing it. Some of my own life highlights have come through synchronicities associated with jazz and my connection to it. June cared for Chris Connor and really wasn't a fan of Anita O'day, the person. Anita sure was talented, though...a one-woman rhythm section. So many have cited their connections to June as important and every one that I hear makes my day a bit brighter, too.

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