Lyrics The Man from Harlem - Cab Calloway and His Orchestra
It
was
up
at
Mike's
the
other
night,
There
was
really
quite
a
sight,
Gather
round,
folks,
while
I
give
you
all
the
lowdown.
Tables
were
filled
with
gaudy
frails,
Chewing
on
their
fingernails;
They
were
waiting
for
the
man
from
Harlem.
Drinks
were
served
six
bits
a
throw,
Things
were
moving
kind
of
slow,
Everybody's
nerves
were
getting
jumpy.
All
at
once
the
room
was
still,
Men
forgot
all
about
their
bill,
Who
should
enter
but
the
man
from
Harlem.
Everybody
rolled
their
eyes,
Women
starting
heaving
sighs,
Someone
hollered,
"Music,
lights
and
gin,"
Everybody
cleared
a
space,
They
had
big,
broad
smiles
on
every
face,
How
they
all
loved
to
see
the
man
from
Harlem.
When
he
started
in
to
step
He
filled
everyone
with
plenty
pep,
He
twitched
and
squirmed;
it
just
was
a
dirty
shame.
Everyone
was
in
a
daze,
Women
watched
him
with
amaze,
Each
one
said
she'd
have
the
man
from
Harlem.
He
looked
over
in
the
corner,
And
saw
a
couple
of
frails
and
they
sure
did
look
kinda
low.
Another
cat
walked
up,
and
said
to
the
man
from
Harlem,
"Go
over
there
and
see
what's
the
matter
with
them
girls."
And
they
said,
"I'm
kinda
low."
And
he
said,
"I've
got
just
what
you
need:
Come
on,
sisters,
light
up
on
these
weeds
and
get
high
and
forget
about
everything."
1 Angeline
2 I'm Now Prepared to Tell the World It's You
3 Swanee Lullaby
4 Reefer Man
5 The Old Man of the Mountain
6 You Gotta Ho-De-Ho (To Get Along With Me)
7 Strange As It Seems
8 This Time It's Love
9 Git Along
10 Hot Toddy
11 I've Got the World on a String
12 Harlem Holiday
13 Dixie Doorway
14 Wah-Dee-dah
15 Sweet Rhythm
16 Beale Street Mama
17 That's What I Hate About Love
18 The Man from Harlem
19 I Gotta Right to Sing the Blues
20 My Sunday Gal
21 Eadie Was a Lady
22 Gotta Go Places & Do Things
23 Hot Water
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