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Angel of Harlem

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OriginalLa versione poi accolta in "Rattle and Hum"
ANGEL OF HARLEM

It was a cold a cold and wet December day
When we touched the ground at JFK
Sunset on the Uncle Sam
Charlie the Birdman
And an angel
New York like a Christmas tree
Tonight this city belongs to me
Angel

Soul Love, this love won't let me go
So long, Angel of Harlem

Moonlight on the avenue
God knows when they got to you
Strung out, you learned to sing
Eyes swollen like a bee sting
Birdland on 53, the street sounds like a symphony
We got John Coltrane and a Love Supreme
Miles and she’s got to be an angel

Soul Love, this love won't let me go
So long, Angel of Harlem...

ANGEL OF HARLEM

It was a cold and wet December day
When we touched the ground at J.F.K
The snow was melting on the ground
On B.L.S. I heard the sound
(Of an angel)
New York like a Christmas tree
Tonight, this city belongs to me
(Angel)

Soul love
Well this love won't let me go
So long
Angel of Harlem

Birdland on Fifty-Three
The street sounds like a symphony
We got John Coltrane and a Love Supreme
Miles says she's got to be an angel
Lady Day got diamond eyes
She sees the truth behind the lies
(Angel)

Soul love
Well this love won't let me go
So long
Angel of Harlem

Blue light on the avenue
God knows they got to you
Empty glass, the lady sings
Eyes swollen like a bee-sting

Blinded, you lost your way
In the side streets and the alleyways
Like a star exploding in the night
Filling up the city with broad daylight

Angel in devil's shoes
Salvation in the blues
You never looked like an angel
Angel of Harlem


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