Deep In The Heart Of Harlem - Clyde McPhatter
Written by:Carl Spencer/Jimmy Radcliffe
A dog barking at the crack of dawn
A baby's crying 'cause his mama's gone
I toss and turn and then I stretch and yawn
Another morning another day
In the heart of Harlem
I feel the tenement coming alive
Another working day I've gotta survive
Fighting the foreman from 8: 30 till 5
To make a dollar so I can live
In the heart of Harlem
I pitch and kick and
Get my feelings hurt downtown
I'm just a little spoke
That helps the wheel go round
If I was rich maybe I'd move away
Out to the country where my kids could play
But I can't make it on my poor man's pay
We gotta stay here can't get away
Get away from Harlem
If I was rich maybe I'd move away
Out to the country where my kids could play
But I can't make it on my poor man's pay
We gotta stay here can't get away
Get away from Harlem
Deep deep in the heart of Harlem
So deep so deep