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Lord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drownDirty water gonna cover me over and I'm not gonna make a soundI'm on a roll, mama, I gotta go, gotta get there while I still canTroubled days are behind me now and I know they're gonna let me inWhen you see me walkin' up the empty yard, just a-singin' and a-clappin' my handsTell my mama I love her, tell my father I tried, give my money to my baby to spend'cause Lord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drownDirty water gonna cover me over and I'm not gonna make a soundGood times come and they go, even a good man'll breakHe'll let his troubles bury him whole even though he knows what's at stakeSo I'm taking no chances, carrying over while I'm still good in His graceI'm no fool, mama, I know the difference between tempting and choosing my fate'cause Lord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drownDirty water gonna cover me over and I'm not gonna make a soundLord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drownDirty water gonna cover me over and I'm not gonna make a soundLord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drownDirty water gonna cover me over and I'm not gonna make a sound From Letras Mania