Rhythm and Blues
Yes, I do have music in the soles of my shoes.
I do call them Rhythm and Blues.
Not for the way my feet tap to the beat,
Or the way my head tilts and my bones creak.
But for the way they make me feel.
As I walk down the sidewalk,
My feet picks up the drums,
My mouth hums the trumpet,
And my hands pluck the guitar.
Yes, my whole...
I do call them Rhythm and Blues.
Not for the way my feet tap to the beat,
Or the way my head tilts and my bones creak.
But for the way they make me feel.
As I walk down the sidewalk,
My feet picks up the drums,
My mouth hums the trumpet,
And my hands pluck the guitar.
Yes, my whole...