It was a (C)cold and wet De cem ber day when we (F)touched the ground at J.

F.

K.

We got (C)Snow was melt ing on the ground.

On (C)B.

L.

S.

I heard the sound of an (C)an gel.

(C)New York, like a (F)Christ mas tree.

To night this cit y be longs to me.

An gel.

(F)Soul love,

well, this love won’t let me go.

So long,

an gel of (C)Har lem.

An gel of (F)Har lem.

(C)Bird land wet on fif ty three, the we (F)street sounds ground like a pho ny.

We got (C)John Col trane and A Su preme, On (C)Miles L.

says she’s got to be an an (C)an gel.

(C)La dy Day got (F)dia mond eyes; she sees the truth y be hind the lies.

An gel.

(F)Soul love,

well, this love won’t let me go.

So long,

an gel of (C)Har lem.

An gel of (F)Har lem.

(Am)Ooh.

She says it’s (Am)heart,

heart and (F)soul.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah,

right now.

(C)Blue light on the (F)av e nue, (C)God knows they got to you.

(C)Emp ty glass, the la dy sings.

(C)Eyes swol len like a (F)bee sting.

(C)Blind ed, you lost your way, the side streets and the al ley way.

Like a (C)star ex plod ing in the night, (C)fall ing to the cit y in broad day light.

An gel in dev il’s shoes, sal va tion in the blues.

You nev er looked like an an gel,

yeah,

yeah,

an gel of (C)Har lem.

(C)An gel,

(F)an gel of (C)Har lem.

(C)An gel,

(F)an gel of (C)Har lem.

(F)an gel of (C)Har lem.