Duke Ellington
Hey, Buddy Bolden
Buddy Bolden tune upBlowing horn was his gameBorn with a silver trumpet in his mouthHe played the horn before he talkedBorn on the after beatHe patted his foot before walkedWhen Buddy Bolden tuned up, you could hear him cleanClean across the river, clean across the riverHe woke up the working people and kept the easy livingCall on Buddy Bolden; call him Buddy BoldenWatch it; he's calling his flock nowHe's calling his flock now; here they comeCall him Buddy Bolden; he's calling his flock nowHere they come, here they comeCome on, Buddy Bolden, here they come
From Letras Mania