Harlem Cold Baloney
Bill Withers Lyrics


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Summer night in harlem man it's really hot!
Well it's too hot to sleep I'm too poor to eat
I don't care if I die or not!

Winter night in harlem oh ho radiator won't get hot
Well the mean ole landlord he don't care if I freeze to death or not!

Saturday night in harlem ahh ever'ry thing's alright
You can really swing and shake your pretty thing the parties are out of sight

Sunday morning here in harlem now eve'ry body's all dressed up
Ahthe hip folks gettin home from the party and the good folks just got up

Our crooked delegation wants a donation to send the preacher
To the holy land hey hey lawd honey don't give your money to that lyin cheatin man

Ah saturday night in harlem hey hey ever'ry thing's alright
You can really swang and shake your pretty thang the parties are out of sight

Sunday morning here in harlem now eve'ry body's all dressed up
Ahthe hip folks gettin home from the party and the good folks just got up

Our crooked delegation wants a donation to send the preacher
To the holy land hey hey lawd honey don't give your money to that lyin cheatin man

Cold baloney and I'm home by myself
Well I'm five years old and it sure is cold
Mama's out cookin' steak for someone else
Sure am sleepy but I'm gonna wait till my mama comes
Well if the rich folks don't eat up all that good meat
Mama's gonna brings me some

Talking about that cold baloney mayonaise and bread
Well if it wasn't for cold baloney you know I would have been dead
Poor mama she sure looks tired
She said "what you eatin' son?"
"I believe that cold baloney sandwich looks good
Would you please fix you mama one?"

Talking about cold baloney mayonaise and bread
Well if it wasn't for cold baloney you know I would have been dead
Baloney was good enough for my father good enough for my mother




That baloney saved me and my brother
Cold baloney mayonaise and bread

Overall Meaning

The song "Harlem / Cold Baloney" by Bill Withers reflects the contrast of lifestyles experienced by the people living in the neighborhood of Harlem, New York City. Withers' lyrics outlines various scenarios in Harlem during a different type of season, starting with the summer night where it's too hot to sleep and eat, and the persona does not care if he dies or not. He then describes the situation on a winter night when the radiator won't get hot, and the landlord doesn't care if he freezes to death or not. Withers also mentions the joyful scenes of Saturday night in Harlem when everything is all right, and one can swing and shake their pretty thing, and the parties are out of sight. He concludes by detailing what happens the next day, with everyone dressing up for Sunday morning. The "heathen" folks are returning home from the party, while the "good" folks are getting up for church. And to end it all, Withers speaks about the hypocritical nature of some religious leaders who want a donation to send a preacher to the Holy Land, but the plea falls on deaf ears as he urges against giving to "that lying, cheating man."


The song reflects the socio-cultural conditions of Harlem during the 1970s, with its rich African American culture, music scene, and political activism. It was a time when the area was dealing with poverty, high crime rates, and a city administration that paid little attention to public safety and economic development in Harlem. The song is an expression of the frustration and struggle faced by the people living in the neighborhood, where even basic necessities like heating and food were hard to come by.


Line by Line Meaning

Summer night in Harlem,
The weather is hot and humid in Harlem during summer.


Man it's really hot!
The heat is overwhelming and uncomfortable for the singer.


Well it's too hot to sleep
The heat is so intense that the singer cannot relax or rest.


And too hot to eat.
The artist doesn't have an appetite due to the hot weather.


I don't care if I die or not!
The heat is unbearable to the extent that the artist is indifferent to their fate.


Winter night in Harlem,
The weather is cold and chilly in Harlem during winter.


Oh oh radiator won't get hot,
The heating system is not working, leaving the singer cold.


And that mean ole landlord
The artist's landlord is unpleasant and unsympathetic.


He don't care if I freeze to death or not!
The artist's landlord is not concerned if the tenant dies from cold due to a faulty heating system.


Saturday night in Harlem,
Saturday nights are lively and exciting in Harlem.


Ahh every thing's alright.
The singer is content and satisfied with the events happening around them.


You can really swing and shake your pretty thing,
The artist feels comfortable and free to dance and express themselves.


The parties are out of sight.
The parties are fantastic and much fun.


Sunday morning here in Harlem.
The morning of a post-party Sunday is quiet and peaceful in Harlem.


Now every body's all dressed up.
People are getting ready for church service, and everyone is dressed formally.


The heathen folk just getting home from the party
People who didn't attend church service are returning home after a night of revelry.


And the good folk just got up.
The churchgoers are just waking up and preparing for the service.


Our crooked delegation
A group of corrupt church officials.


Wants a donation
The church officials are asking for monetary contributions.


To send the preacher to the holy land
The donation is to finance a trip by the preacher to a pilgrimage site.


Hey hey lord honey don't give your money
The artist is advising the lord not to part with their cash.


To that lying, cheating man..
The artist believes that the preacher is untrustworthy and deceitful.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Bill Withers

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