Christmas Night in Harlem - Louis Armstrong, His All-Stars

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, glory, Halle

What’s all that noise?

Hallelujah

Don’t give up with that now

Glory, Halle

Who’s that over in the corner?

Hallelujah

I believe that’s Mr. Teagarden

Hey what you doin' up there, man?

Last time I saw you

You were sayin' fare thee well to Harlem

I done bin wise g’wine

An' I ain’t g’wine there n’more

You sho' come back the right time

It’s Christmas up here

What d’ya mean up here?

It’s Christmas ev’rywhere

Yeah, but it ain’t all Christmas

Like it’s Christmas in Harlem

No Ev’ry gal struttin' with her beau

Through the streets covered white with snow

Happy smiles er’ywhere you go Christmas night in Harlem

Black and tans feelin' mighty good

In that old colored neighborhood

Here and now be it understood

Christmas night in Harlem

Ev’ryone is gonna sit up Until after three

Ev’ryone will be all lit up Like a Christmas tree

Come on now ev’ry coal black Joe

You just lead me t’the mistletoe

With a kiss and a hi de ho Christmas night in Harlem

Hee, man, dog

What’d Santa Claus leave in your stockin'?

Let me see, there’s an orange, a jar

And, man, look at this slide trombone

Yeah, but it might not sound so pretty

Let me hear you tune it Mr. Mercer, I’m glad to be back in this festivity

Ah, you said it Mr. T It’s Christmas night in Harlem

Well it’s Christmas night in Harlem

Man, you drew the