Songtext Harlem blues Vivian Green

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 tryin'
Just like the tide, his mind comes and goes
Like March weather, when he'll change, nobody knows
Nobody knows
The man I love, well, he just turned me down
He's a Harlem brown
Oftentimes I wish that I were in this ground
Six feet underground

He idolized me as no other could
Lord, then he surprised me, leaving me a note sayin' 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'll mooch some homemade hooch and go out for a lot
Just to drive off these mean old Harlem blues
You can have your Broadway, give me Lenox Avenue
Angels from the sky stroll 7th and for that, thanks are due
And I don't want these beauty shops to the [?] system, too
Then made those girls angels without any doubt

There are some spots up in Harlem where I'm told it's sudden death
To let somebody see you, even start to catch your breath
If you've never been to Harlem, then I'll wish you'll never know
The power of these old Harlem blues
On this one sweet spot in Harlem known as Strivers Road
[?], there's one thing you should know
It's [?] friend who lives there, I know he won't refuse
To put some music to my troubles and call them Harlem blues
To put some music to my troubles and call 'em the Harlem blues

Harlem, the Harlem blues
Harlem, the Harlem blues
Harlem