McCorkle was born in Berkeley, California. She studied modern languages at the University of California, Berkeley. McCorkle began singing professionally after hearing recordings of Billie Holiday in Paris in the late 1960s. She nearly became an interpreter at the European Commission in Brussels, but moved instead to London in 1972 to pursue a career in singing. While in the UK, she made two albums which, although well received, enjoyed only limited circulation.
In the late 1970s, McCorkle returned to the United States and settled in New York City, where a five-month engagement at the Cookery in Greenwich Village brought her to wider public attention and elicited rave reviews from critics.
During the 1980s, McCorkle continued to record; her maturing style and the darkening timbre of her voice greatly enhanced her performances. In the early 1990s, two of the albums McCorkle made for Concord Records, No More Blues and Sábia, were enormously successful and made her name known to the wider world. She was recorded by the Smithsonian Institution which at the time made her the youngest singer ever to have been included in its popular music series. McCorkle played Lincoln Center's Avery Fisher and Alice Tully Halls five times and Carnegie Hall three times, and was featured soloist with Skitch Henderson and the 80-piece New York Pops in a concert of Brazilian music.
Thanks to her linguistic skills, McCorkle translated lyrics of Brazilian, French, and Italian songs, notably those for her Brazilian album Sabia. McCorkle also had several short stories published and, in 1991, began work on her first novel. She published fiction in Mademoiselle, Cosmopolitan Magazine, and non-fiction in the New York Times Magazine and in American Heritage, including lengthy articles on Ethel Waters, Bessie Smith, Irving Berlin and Mae West.
McCorkle suffered for many years from depression and cancer, and took her own life at age 55 by leaping off the balcony of her highrise Manhattan apartment. She was alone in her home at the time. The police immediately entered her home after identifying her body and found no foul play. Suicide was ruled the cause of death.
You'd Be So Nice To Come Home To
Susannah McCorkle Lyrics
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You'd be so nice by the fire
While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby
You'd be all my heart could desire
Under stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon shining above
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
Under stars chilled by the winter
Under an August moon burning above
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
To come home to and love
The lyrics to Susannah McCorkle's "You'd Be So Nice to Come Home To" are a tribute to the romantic longings of the human heart. The song's references to the comforts of home in the wintertime and under the stars suggest a yearning for a deep connection with a loved one. The line "You'd be so nice by the fire" evokes images of warmth and comfort, while "the breeze on high, sang a lullaby" suggests a sense of peace and serenity.
The lyrics continue to describe a longing for companionship, with the lines "You'd be all my heart could desire" and "To come home to and love." The repetition of the phrase "To come home to and love" underscores the deep emotional resonance of the song's theme. The final lines of the song, "Under stars chilled by the winter / Under an August moon burning above / You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise / To come home to and love," suggest an enduring, all-encompassing love, one that endures through the changing seasons and continues to provide comfort and joy.
Line by Line Meaning
You'd be so nice to come home to
Coming home to you would bring me comfort and happiness.
You'd be so nice by the fire
Your presence would make coziness by the fire even more enjoyable.
While the breeze on high, sang a lullaby
The peaceful sound of the wind would harmonize with your voice, creating a soothing melody.
You'd be all my heart could desire
Being with you would fulfill all of my emotional needs and desires.
Under stars chilled by the winter
Even in the cold winter nights, being with you under the stars would warm my heart.
Under an August moon shining above
In the bright summer moonlight, your company would make everything even more beautiful.
You'd be so nice, you'd be paradise
Simply being with you would create a paradise-like environment.
To come home to and love
Coming home to you and loving you is all I could ask for.
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Cole Porter
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