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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Harry Connick, Jr.
Harry Connick, Jr.
Piano
Russell Malone
Russell Malone
Guitar
Shannon Powell
Shannon Powell
Drums
Benjamin Jonah Wolfe
Benjamin Jonah Wolfe
Bass
David Schumacher
David Schumacher
Baritone Saxophone
Brad Leali
Brad Leali
Alto Saxophone
Will Campbell
Will Campbell
Alto Saxophone
Jerry Weldon
Jerry Weldon
Tenor Saxophone
Ned Goold
Ned Goold
Tenor Saxophone
Louis Ford
Louis Ford
Clarinet
Roger Ingram
Roger Ingram
Trumpet
Dan Miller
Dan Miller
Trumpet
Leroy Jones
Leroy Jones
Trumpet
Jeremy Davenport
Jeremy Davenport
Trumpet
Mark Mullins
Mark Mullins
Trombone
Craig Klein
Craig Klein
Trombone
Lucien Barbarin
Lucien Barbarin
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harry Connick, Jr.
Harry Connick, Jr.
Composer
Ramsey McLean
Ramsey McLean
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Louise Tracy Freeman
Louise Tracy Freeman
Producer
Ann Marie Wilkins
Ann Marie Wilkins
Assistant Producer
Vince Caro
Vince Caro
Mastering Engineer
Sandy Palmer
Sandy Palmer
Engineer
Gregg Rubin
Gregg Rubin
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I live in a tiny closet
A lukewarm cold water flat
With room for a couple of cinders
And a mouse, a hole, and a trap
I don't worry about the flights or count the stairs
'Cause I know someone's there
I took a high paying sweeping-up job
Dusting after somebody else
Seeing that there's clean on the windows
Convincing the snow to melt
I don't worry about the ride or the subway fare
'Cause I know someone's there
One day we'll move uptown, or even out to the countryside
And for every leaf on a tree, we'll add one cub to the pride
Who cares if the floor ain't level or if the ceiling falls in?
Haunted by the devil, and ghosts and boogeymen
I can't be concerned, why should I care?
No place I'd go alone would compare
'Cause I know, I know you're there
One day we'll move uptown, or even out to the countryside
And for every leaf on a tree, we'll add one cub to the pride
Who cares if the floor ain't level or if the ceiling falls in?
Haunted by the devil and ghosts and boogeymen
I can't be concerned, why should I care?
No place I'd go alone would compare
'Cause I know, I know, you're there
Written by: Harry Connick, Jr., Ramsey McLean
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