Harlem Holiday – Harlem Holy Days’ Songtext
von Cab Calloway

There′ll be bands everywhere
Goin' to town
There′ll be planes in the air
Flyin' all around
The Browns will be there
Layin' ′em down
Every day will be a Harlem holiday
No more work, only play
Sleep when you choose
You get paid anyway
Now tell me, ain′t that news
Every song will be gay
No weary blues Every day will be a Harlem holiday
When the whole world's down
And the times look blue
You′ll be high above
Lenox Avenue
There'll be gals on the make
Gin will be free
If you don′t get a break
Don't blame me
Every spot that you′ve got
Will be hotter than hot
Every day will be a Harlem holiday