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The music started in the hearts and drums, from another land |
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Played for everyone, by sons, of the motherland |
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Sendin' out a message of peace, to everybody |
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And came across the oceans in chains and shame |
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Easing the pain, and it was without name |
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Until some men in New Orleans on Rampart Street |
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Put out the sounds, and then they gave it a beat |
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I'm talkin' 'bout Jelly Roll, King, and Satch |
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I'm talkin' 'bout the music that had no match |
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Yes, the music, and it was born down there |
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We're gonna use it, so make the horn sound clear |
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It's jazz music, jazz music |
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Yo, the music that pops, and other cats made |
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It stayed, 'cause people love when they played |
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To the north, it took a riverboat shuffle |
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To the big cities, with lots of hustle and bustle |
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To Chicago, and to the apple too |
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This was a scene, that our forefathers knew |
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Go get your crew, I know they'll get into |
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The jazz music, jazz music |
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The music called jazz had the razzmatazz |
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It had the flavor, and a lot of pizazz |
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The big band beat was very neat and unique |
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The swing was king, it made you tap your feet |
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There was Benny and Duke and of course, the Count Basie |
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The melody was smooth and yes, very taste |
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There was Hap, the Prez, and Lady Day |
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And Dizzy Bird and Miles, they were all playin' |
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They brought it to the people of the foreign lands |
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Back across the oceans and the desert sands |
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Where it echoes in the distant sounds of drums |
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And it rises with the sun on days begun |
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This is the music, that we give tribute to |
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They gave it to us, that's why we give it to you |
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The jazz music, the jazz music |
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The jazz music, uh, uh, uh |
