Ella Fitzgerald - Drop me off in harlem

Tekst :

Drop me off in Harlem,
any place in Harlem,
There s someone waiting there
who makes it seem like
Heaven up in Harlem.

I don t want your Dixie,
you can keep your Dixie,
there s no one down in Dixie who can take me
way from my hot Harlem,

Harlem has those southern skies,
they re in my baby s smile, I
idolize my baby s eyes and
classy up-town style,

If Harlem moved to China,
I know of nothing finer,
Than to stow away on a plane some day and have them
drop me off in Harlem.



Harlem has those southern skies,
they re in my baby s smile, I
idolize my baby s eyes and
classy up-town style,

If Harlem moved to China,
I know of nothing finer,
Than to stow away on a plane some day and have them
drop me off in Harlem.


If Harlem moved to China
I know nothing finer than to be in Harlem

Inne utwory

  • Dream a little dream of me
  • What a difference a day made
  • Chew chew chew
  • I love Paris
  • How deep is the ocean
  • Here in my arms
  • Always true to you in my fashion
  • At last
  • Blue room
  • You do something to me
  • Night and day
  • I got rhythm
  • Goody goody
  • Clap yo hands
  • Have yourself a merry little christmas
  • From this moment on
  • Mountain greenery
  • Losowe utwory

    More than a love song

    What can i say
    I miss your eyes
    Nothing more
    What can i love so provide
    Nothing more
    Words are lovely, its right
    For something more
    And i wanna give to you
    Give to you

    More than a love song can give
    More than a feeling like this
    More than a dimmed light upon a path you walk
    More than the words...

    Innocente

    You can t see my eyes
    You can t see my eyes
    They don t see yours
    Hear me when I say
    They don t mind at all

    It s the rain that I hear coming
    Not a stranger or a ghost
    It s the quiet of a storm...

    Land of make believe

    Stars in your eyes little one
    Where do you go to dream?
    To a place we all know
    The land of make believe
    Shadows
    Tapping at your window
    Ghostly
    Voices whisper
    Will you come and play?
    Not for all...

    Polska Madonna

    Madonno, Polska Madonno
    Panno z dzieckiem mów
    Jak ty sobie radzisz
    Nocą wśród złych snów?

    Madonno, Polska Madonno
    Skąd masz pieniądze na czynsz
    Czy cię nie przeraża
    Pająk albo mysz?

    Damy ci kwiatek na Święto Kobiet
    Czapkę na bakier i Polski obie
    Damy ci wódki i bilet do...

    I believe

    I m lying here so incomplete,
    Hear me crying now!
    You were so near, now you´re out of reach,
    See me crying now!

    How can life just go on without you?
    Will you show me the way?
    I need someone to help me through
    and every night i pray!

    ´Cause...