When I Take My Vacation In Harlem,What a hell of a time it will be.With the rhythm of that Harlem hi-de-hi-deAnd the girl that I know care for me.
To the Jazz of old Duke and old Caloway,We can love, kiss and dance till the break of day.I don't care if it's sleetin', snowin' or rainin'.We will ready when that Harlem fun begin.
When old Duke sits down to the old piano,And old Cab shakes his wicked hi-de-ho,I'll be there with an armful of heaven,When I take my vacation in Harlem
Lyrics quoted from Robert MacLeod, Document Blues 6, PAT Publications, Edinburgh, 1999, p. 17/18
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