Trumpet George
Years After
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Way down on Downtown Almond street There's a man blowin' some waves out in the afternoon heat By the corner of the Wiggy blues Café, he found his place He's a sharped dressed man in his black hat With the trumpet piece in hand And all the people walkin by are to busy to realize The people ain't got no time To feel the flowin' tunes of joyful soul is from a different state of mind But Trumpet George don't mind, he let's the music take his bones Knowin' surely that his way of life is adding flavour in between all the mold Could have been a preacher if his father had his ways But all the rhythm and the jive No, he couldn't let it drift away, yeah "Music is love!" He said. " I heard my mama say!" And so he grabbed his case, walked out the door, singin' "Trumpet George is my name!"
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