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Sarah Lois Vaughan (March 27, 1924 – April 3, 1990) was an American jazz singer, described by music critic Scott Yanow as having "one of the most wondrous voices of the 20th century."
Nicknamed "Sassy", "The Divine One" and "Sailor" (for her salty speech), Sarah Vaughan was a Grammy Award winner. The National Endowment for the Arts bestowed upon her its "highest honor in jazz", the NEA Jazz Masters Award, in 1989.
Sarah Vaughan's father, Asbury "Jake" Vaughan, was a carpenter by trade and played guitar and piano. Her mother, Ada Vaughan, was a laundress and sang in the church choir. Jake and Ada Vaughan had migrated to Newark from Virginia during the First World War. Sarah was their only biological child, although in the 1960s they adopted Donna, the child of a woman who traveled on the road with Sarah Vaughan.
The Vaughans lived in a house on Brunswick Street, in Newark, New Jersey, for Sarah's entire childhood. Jake Vaughan was deeply religious and the family was very active in the New Mount Zion Baptist Church at 186 Thomas Street. Sarah began piano lessons at the age of seven, sang in the church choir and occasionally played piano for rehearsals and services.
Every honeybee Fills with jealousy, When they see you out with me! I don't blame them, goodness knows, Oh, honey! suckle rose!
When you're passin' by, Flowers droop and sigh And I know the reason why, You're my sweety, goodness knows, Oh, honey! suckle rose!
I don't buy sugar, You just have to touch my cup; I don't need sugar, It's sweet enough when you stir it up! When I'm taking sips From your dainty lips, Seems the honey fairly drips, You're confection, goodness knows, Oh, honey! suckle rose.
Every honeybee Fills with jealousy, When they see you out with me! I don't blame them, goodness knows, Oh, honey! suckle rose!
When you're passin' by, Flowers droop and sigh, And I know the reason why, You're my sweety, goodness knows, Oh, honey ! suckle rose!
I don't buy sugar, You just have to touch my cup; I don't need sugar, It's sweet -- stir it up! When I'm taking sips From your dainty lips, Seems the honey fairly drips, You're confection, goodness knows, Oh, honey! suckle rose.