Cab Calloway And His Orchestra - Harlem Holiday lyrics
[Cab Calloway And His Orchestra - Harlem Holiday lyrics]
There'll be planes in the air
Flying all around
The browns will be there, laying 'em down
Every day will be a Harlem holiday
No more work, only play
You sleep when you choose
You get paid any way 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 up on lenox avenue
There'll be gals on the bank
Gin will be free
If you don't get a break, don't blame me
Every spot that you got will
Be hotter than hot
Every day will be a Harlem holiday!