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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Allan Harris
Voix principales
Nimrod Speaks
Basse
Grégoire Maret
Harmonica
Alex Budman
Saxophone alto
Arcoiris Sandoval
Piano
Keith Fiddmont
Saxophone ténor
Ondre J Pivec
Orgue Hammond
Daneen Wilburn
Chœurs
Jordan Wilburn
Chœurs
Shirazette Tinnin
Batterie
Whitley Wilburn
Chœurs
Angela Whitley
Ensemble vocal
David Castaneda
Percussion
James Whitley
Ensemble vocal
David Whitley
Ensemble vocal
Curtis Taylor
Trompette
Micah Whitley, Jr.
Ensemble vocal
Patricia L Harris
Interprète
Paul Tavenner
Interprète
Peter Karl
Interprète
Kamau Kenyatta
Interprète
Etienne Charles
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
John Allan Harris, III
Paroles/Composition
Etienne Charles
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Paul Tavenner
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Peter Karl
Ingénierie d’enregistrement des voix
Kamau Kenyatta
Production
Paroles
I took the train up to Harlem
Dressed to the nines, a Spring afternoon
Going to the Apollo
Hear all that jazz, soul and down-home blues
Nina, Sarah, and Ella
Duke and Basie would swing, that's a fact
Jackie, Smokey, and Marvin
James Brown, Aretha never walked through the back
I grew up
With a people who believed in hard work
I grew up
Never heard them use the n-word
I grew up
Stood on shoulders where I learned how to give
(Harlem is the place, Harlem is the place where I live)
A jukebox sat in the corner
Your favorite tune would play while you danced
Afro hair Right on Brother
Platform shoes, Motown grooves gangster hats
Doo-wop groups on the corner
Girls double-dutch, and man, they could twist
Buy a deuce-and-quarter
Play a number, you hope that it hits
I grew up
With a people who believed in hard work
I grew up
Never heard them use the n-word
I grew up
Stood on shoulders where I learned how to give
Yes, Harlem is the place, Harlem is the place where I live
Now I see folks are rapping
Lay down those beats, sample some tracks
But Malcolm said from the pulpit
Better learn how your rhythms are jacked
Folks stepped off the plantation
A place of pain where our families were sold
Oh miss Tubman, she saved some
Like Robert Smith - says there's still far to go
I grew up
With a people who believed in hard work
I grew up
Never heard them use the n-word
I grew up
Stood on shoulders where I learned how to give
Yes, Harlem is the place, Harlem is the place where I live
(All in together according to the weather)
(January, February, March, April, May, June, July, August)
I'm gonna go up town, I'm gonna look around
Find my groove there
Goin' to the Apollo, going to see that show, yeah
I grew up, oh, I grew up, yeah
Writer(s): John A Iii Harris
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