This is my, My dedication
A song to a father, From one to another
One to another, A brother to a brother
Cast your mind back, To black Africa
Little wooden ships, Crossing the ocean
Little wooden ships, Lending on the shoreline
The name of the place Lord, Is New-Orleans
Remember Jelly Roll Morton, Later Charlie Bird Parker
Travel to the north, With Charlie Bird Parker
People goin’ insane, With John Coltrane
But can you dig on his Name now?
I said it’s Roland Kirk
Make them work, Make them work, Roland Kirk yeah
Make them work, Make them work, Roland Kirk yeah
Watch him move, Every movement speaks now
Seems
He does his little thangs, And he stomps
He moan, and moan and blows
Make them work, Make them work, Roland Kirk yeah
Make them work, Make them work, Roland Kirk yeah
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