Old jazz music, it used to be
Music of soul, our culture
So it keeps beating
It keeps the rhythm
Wow!! it keeps you and I dancing
Later with the twilight
And the dust from the field
Our dry land
Then fathers and brothers with heads
And singing women , at night in taverns
Shall you take a sit
That I bring back the beat of the music
No!!!! just a bit of your soul
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