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How quiet It is in this sick room Where on the bed A silent woman lies between two lo… Life and Death,
Oh, silver tree! Oh, shining rivers of the soul! In a Harlem cabaret Six long—headed jazzers play. A dancing girl whose eyes are bold
Clean the spittoons, boy. Detroit, Chicago, Atlantic City, Palm Beach.
He glides so swiftly Back into the grass— Gives me the courtesy of road To let me pass, That I am half ashamed
My name is Johnson— Madam Alberta K. The Madam stands for business. I’m smart that way. I had a
Here I sit With my shoes mismated. Lawdy—mercy! I’s frustrated!
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, Rocking back and forth to a mellow… I heard a Negro play. Down on Lenox Avenue the other ni… By the pale dull pallor of an old…
Fine living . . . a la carte? Come to the Waldorf—Astoria! LISTEN HUNGRY ONES! Look! See what Vanity Fair says… new Waldorf—Astoria:
Harlem Sent him home in a long box— Too dead To know why:
When I get to be a composer I’m gonna write me some music abou… Daybreak in Alabama And I’m gonna put the purtiest so… Rising out of the ground like a sw…
I sat there singing her Songs in the dark. She said; 'I do not understand The words’.
It would be nice In any case, To someday meet you Face to face Walking down
2 and 2 are 4. 4 and 4 are 8. But what would happen If the last 4 was late? And how would it be
Only dumb guys fight. If I wasn’t dumb I wouldn’t be fightin’. I could make six dollars a day On the docks
Landlord, landlord, My roof has sprung a leak. Don’t you 'member I told you abou… Way last week? Landlord, landlord,