Long About Midnight (01-22-34)

Long About Midnight(01-22-34) - Cab Calloway (凱伯·凱洛威)

Just take a look at

Harlem after sundown

Any time you choose

It's hard to find the

People feeling run down

There's no time for blues

If you don't know

Just what to really do

Just take a walk along the avenue

You'll hear the sounds

Come a-floatin' through

Along about midnight

They close the windows

And they dim the light

To hide their doings

From a stranger's sight

Everything is going right

Long about midnight

Pianos tinkle and

The couples sway

Taking the pleasures they find

They don't care how

They live by day

Why not leave trouble behind

They're not pretending

Like the hoy falloy

They really mean it;

It's the real McCoy

They turn an ounce of booze

Into a pound of joy

Long about midnight