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1 THE HARLEM RENAISSANCE - Music
Duke Ellington Louis “Satchamo” Armstrong Billie Holiday Ella Fitzgerald Bessie Smith

2 Duke Ellington (1899-1974) Orchestra leader Pianist Jazz pioneer
Movie star

3 Take the “A” Train Take the A Train Big Band Jazz You must take the "A" train To go to Sugar Hill, way up in Harlem If you miss the "A" train You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem Hurry, get on, now it's coming Listen to those rails a-thrumming all aboard Get on the "A" train Soon you will be on Sugar Hill in Harlem You must take the "A" train To go to Sugar Hill, way up in Harlem You must take the "A" train To go to Sugar Hill, way up in Harlem If you miss the "A" train You'll miss the quickest way to Harlem Hurry, get on board, it's comin' Listen to those rails a-thrumming all aboard Get on the "A" train Soon you will be on Sugar Hill in Harlem Harlem, boy Next stop is Harlem Next stop, Harlem Come on, get aboard the "A" train Get aboard Next stop is Harlem Take the "A" train

4 Louis “Satchmo” Armstrong (1900-1971)
Trumpeter Bandleader Soloist Film star Comedian

5 What a Wonderful World I see trees of green, red roses too. I see them bloom, for me and you. And I think to myself, what a wonderful world. I see skies of blue, And clouds of white. The bright blessed day, The dark sacred night. And I think to myself, What a wonderful world. The colors of the rainbow, So pretty in the sky. Are also on the faces, Of people going by, I see friends shaking hands. Saying, "How do you do?" They're really saying, "I love you". I hear babies cry, I watch them grow, They'll learn much more, Than I'll ever know. And I think to myself, What a wonderful world. Yes, I think to myself, What a wonderful world. Oh yeah.

6 Billie Holiday (1914-1959) Blues singer Blues writer
Movie inspiration: Lady’s Sings the Blues

7 Strange Fruit Southern trees bear a strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Black bodies swingin' in the Southern breeze Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the gallant South The bulgin' eyes and the twisted mouth Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh Then the sudden smell of burnin' flesh Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck For the sun to rot, for the tree to drop Here is a strange and bitter crop

8 Ella Fitzgerald (1917-1996) Singer Queen of Jazz Apollo performer
Scat singer

9 How High the Moon Somewhere there's music How faint the tune Somewhere there's heaven How high the moon There is no moon above When love is far away too Till it comes true That you love me as I love you Somewhere there's music It's where you are Somewhere there's heaven How near, how far The darkest night would shine If you would come to me soon Until you will, how still my heart How high the moon 'How high the moon' Is the name of the song How high the moon Though the words may be wrong We're singing it because you ask for it So we're singing it just for you How high the moon Does it touch the stars How high the moon Does it reach out to Mars Though the words may be wrong to the song We're asking a high, high, high, high High is the moon Though the words may be wrong to the song We're ought to make high, high, high, high High is the moon

10 Bessie Smith (1894-1937) Blues singer Jazz singer Actress
Highest paid performer of her era

11 Black Mountain Blues Out in Black Mountain a child will smack your face. I'm saying out on Black Mountain a child will smack your face. The babies cryin' for liquor, and all the birds sing bass. Well, those people in Black Mountain are mean as they can be. And those people in Black Mountain are mean as they can be. Now they uses gun powder just to sweeten up their tea. Well, out in Black Mountain you can't keep a good man in jail. Yeah, out in Black Mountain you can't keep a good man in jail 'Cause if the jury convicts him, the judge will pay his bail. I had a man in Black Mountain, the sweetest man in town. I had a man in Black Mountain, the sweetest man in the town. But then he met a city gal, that's when he throwed me down. Lord, I'm bound for Black Mountain, me and my razor and my gun, I'm going back to Black Mountain, me and my razor and my gun. I'm gonna fire him if he stands still, I'll just cut him if he runs. Lord, now you've heard my story, now you've heard my news. Lord, now you've heard my story, now you've heard my news. Now my man can clear off, I've got the Blackest Mountain blues.


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