Harlem River Blues

Lord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drown Dirty water gonna cover me over And I'm not gonna make a sound I'm on a roll, mama, I gotta go Gotta get there while I still can Troubled days are behind me now And I know they're gonna let me in When you see me walkin' up the FDR drive Just a-singin' and a-clappin' my hands Tell my mama I love her, tell my daddy I tried Give my money to my baby to spend 'Cause Lord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drown Dirty water gonna cover me over And I'm not gonna make a sound Good times come and they go Even a good man'll break He'll let his troubles just bury him whole Even though he knows what's at stake So I'm taking no chances Carrying over while I'm still good in His grace Well I'm no fool, mama I know the difference between tempting and choosing my fate So Lord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drown Dirty water gonna cover me over And I'm not gonna make a sound Lord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drown Dirty water gonna cover me over And I'm not gonna make a sound Lord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drown Dirty water gonna cover me over I'm not gonna make a sound Lord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drown Dirty water gonna cover me over I'm not gonna make a sound