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 [email protected]