Uptown
He gets up each morning and he goes downtown
Where everyone s his boss and he s lost in an angry land
He s a little man
But then he comes uptown each ev nin to my tenement
Uptown where folks don t have to pay much rent
And when he s there with me he can see that he s everything
Then he s tall, he don t crawl, he s a king
Downtown he s just one of a million guys
He don t get no breaks and he takes all they got to give
cause he s got to live
But then he comes uptown where he can hold his head up high
Uptown he knows that I am standing by
And when I take his hand there s no man who could put him down
The world is sweet, it s at his feet when he s uptown
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh-yeah
Let me tell ya now
Uptown where he can hold his head up high
Uptown he knows that I am standing by
And when I take his hand there s no man who could put him down
The world is sweet, it s at his feet, when he s uptown
By José Duarte
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