Harlem lyrics

Summer night in Harlem, man it's a really hot

Well it's too hot to sleep, and I'm too cold to heat

I don't care if I die or not

Winter night in Harlem

Radiator won't get hot

Well the mean old landlord, he don't care

If I freeze to death or not

Saturday night in Harlem, everything's alright

You can really swing and shake you're pretty

Everything's alright

Sunday morning here in Harlem, everybody's all dressed up

While the hip folks gettin' a home from the party

And the good folks just got up

Crooked delegation wants a donation

To send the preacher to the holy land

Hey, hey lawd, honey don't give your money to that lying, cheatin' man

• Artist:Bill Withers
• Album:Just As I Am (1971)