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    "Harlem On My Mind" Lyrics

    Irving Berlin

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    Em'ralds in my bracelets and diamonds in my rings
    A Riviera chateau and a lot of other things
    And I'm blue, so blue am I
    Lots of ready money in seven diff'rent banks
    I counted up this morning, it's about a million francs
    And I'm blue, so blue, and I know why

    I've got Harlem on my mind
    I've a longing to be lowdown
    And my "parlez-vous" will not ring true
    With Harlem on my mind

    I've been wined and I've been dined
    But I'm heading for a showdown
    'Cause I can't go on from night to dawn
    With Harlem on my mind

    I go to supper with a French Marquis
    Each evening after the show
    My lips begin to whisper "Mon Cheri"
    But my heart keeps singing "Hi-de-ho"

    I've become too darn refined
    And at night I hate to go down
    To the high-falutin' flat that Lady Mendel designed
    With Harlem on my mind

    Em'ralds in my bracelets, diamonds in my rings
    A Riviera chateau and a lot of other things
    And I'm blue, so blue am I
    Lots of ready money in seven diff'rent banks

    I counted up this morning, it was 'bout a million francs
    And I'm blue, so blue, and I know why

    I've got Harlem on my mind
    And I'm longin' to be lowdown
    And my "parlez-vous" will not ring true
    With Harlem on my mind

    I've been dined and I've been wined
    But I'm headin' for a showdown
    'Cause I can't go on from night to dawn
    With Harlem on my mind

    I go to supper with a French Marquis
    Each evening after the show
    My lips begin to whisper "Mon Cheri"
    But my heart keeps singin' "Hi-de-ho"

    I've become too damned refined
    And at night I hate to go down
    To that high-falutin' flat that Lady Mendel designed
    With Harlem on my mind

    I've got Harlem on my mind
    And I'm longing to be lowdown
    And my "parlez-vous" will not ring true
    With Harlem on my mind

    I've been dined and I've been wined
    But sure as your born I'm headin' for a showdown
    'Cause I can't go on from night to dawn
    With Harlem on my mind

    And when I'm bathing in my marble tub
    Each evening after the show
    I get to thinkin' 'bout that Cotton Club
    And my heart starts chirping "Hi-de-ho"

    Help me!
    I've been too damned refined
    And at night I hate to go down
    To that flat with fifty million Frenchmen taggin' behind
    With Harlem on my mind
    This song was submitted on July 9th, 2015 and last modified on November 24th, 2016.
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    Written by Irving Berlin.
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