Lyrics Rough Riding (Rough Ridin') - Ella Fitzgerald, Bill Doggett

Rough Riding (Rough Ridin')

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