Harlem Blues [In the Style of Cynda Williams] {Karaoke Version} (Karaoke Version)

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

Of times i wish that i were in this ground six feet underground

He idolized me as no other could no no

Then he surprised me leavin 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 lark

Just to drive off these mean ole harlem blues

You can have your broadway give me lennox avenue

Angels from the skies stroll 7th and for that thanks are due

From madam walker's beauty shops to the pro ro system too

That 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 stop to catch your breath

If you've never been to harlem then i guess you'll never know

The power of these mean ole harlem blues

Ah there's one sweet spot in harlem known as striver's row

Diddy folks some call them one thing you should know

Is that i have a friend who lives there i know you won't refuse

To put some music to my troubles and call em 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'll mooch some homemade hooch and go out for a lark

Just to drive off these mean ole harlem blues

Ah there's one sweet spot in harlem known as striver's row

Diddy folks some call them 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 em harlem blues

To put some music to my troubles and call them the harlem blues

Harlem the harlem blues harlem the harlem blues