Cynda Williams - Harlem Blues
you can never tell what's in a man's mind
and if he's from harlem there's no use of even trying
just like the tot his mind comes and goes
like march weather when he'll change
nobody knows nobody knows
the man i love well he just turn me down
he's a harlem brown
off times i wish that i were in this ground,
six feet underground
he allows me as no other could no no
then he surprises me leave me a note saying
he's gone for good
and since my sweetie left me harlem
well it ain't the same old place
though a thousand dandies smile right in my face
i think i move some hall maid who champ go out for a lark
just to drive off
this mean you note harlem blues
you can have your Broadway give me Lenix Avenue
angels from the sky stroll seventh of that
things i do from Madame Walker's beauty shops
to pro-system to
that may those girls angels without any doubt
there are songs for something harlem well i'm taught
its sudden death
to let somebody see you even stop to get trouble breath
if you never been to harlem then i guess you'll never know
how these mean note harlem blues
i 've this one sweet spot in harlem known as Drivers' Road
ditty folk song call 'em
one thing you should know is that i have a friend
who lives there
i know he won't refuse to put some music to my troubles
and call it harlem blues
and since my sweetie left me harlem
well it ain't the same old place
though a thousand dandies smile right in my face
i think i move some homemaid who champ go out for a lark
just to drive off
this mean you note harlem blues
i've this one sweet spot in harlem known as Drivers' Road
ditty folk song call 'em
one thing you should know is that i have a friend
who lives there
i know he won't refuse to put some music to my troubles
and call it harlem blues
to put some music to my troubles and call it
the harlem blues
harlem , the harlem blues
harlem, the harlem blues
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