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Jul 2013
]This jive
You call
Jazz and my
Mama use to say,
It sounds
Like pots
And pans banging together
Just ripping and
Running down
These narrow streets
Boy, you better
Learn how to read
Dat music and tell
People somethin’ β€˜bout us colored folks
Cleo, dat Banjo and dem bongo drums
Come straight out of mother Africa
Written by
Stu Harley
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