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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bill Withers
Bill Withers
Vocals
Booker T. Jones
Booker T. Jones
Keyboards
Stephen Stills
Stephen Stills
Guitar
Bobbye Porter
Bobbye Porter
Percussion
Al Jackson Jr.
Al Jackson Jr.
Drums
Jim Keltner
Jim Keltner
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill Withers
Bill Withers
Songwriter
Booker T. Jones
Booker T. Jones
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Booker T. Jones
Booker T. Jones
Producer
Bill Halverson
Bill Halverson
Recording Engineer
B.Lazerus
B.Lazerus
Recording Engineer
Johnny Golden
Johnny Golden
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Summer night in Harlem Man it's really hot Well it's too hot to sleep and too cold to eat I don't care if I die or not Winter night in Harlem Oh oh radiator won't get hot And that mean old landlord He don't care if I freeze to death or not Saturday night in Harlem Oh every thing's alright You can really swing and shake your pretty thing The parties are out of sight Sunday morning here in Harlem Now every body's all dressed up The heathen folk just gettin' home from the party And the good folk just got up Our crooked delegation wants a donation To send the preacher to the holy land Hey hey Lord, honey don't give your money To that lyin', cheatin' man Saturday night in Harlem Hey hey, every thing's alright You can really swing and shake your pretty thing The parties are out of sight Sunday morning here in Harlem Now every body's all dressed up The heathen folk just gettin' home from the party And the good folk just got up Our crooked delegation wants a donation To send the preacher to the holy land Hey hey Lord, honey don't give your money To that lyin', cheatin' man
Writer(s): Bill Withers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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