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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 Letras de cancionesOn 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 From Letras Mania