《Black Rhythm》歌词

歌曲： Black Rhythm

所属专辑：Piano

歌手： Cab Calloway & His Orches

时长： 03:10

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Black Rhythm - Cab Calloway[00:00:00]

Down in Louisiana[00:00:43]

There's a grand piano playing man[00:00:45]

He knows that they can't kid him[00:00:51]

'Cause he's got hot rhythm in his hand[00:00:54]

The blues that he'll compose will thrill you[00:01:00]

From your head to your toes[00:01:04]

He called his song black rhythm[00:01:10]

'Cause his black hands did it 'neath the moon[00:01:13]

The keys he plays on sweetly[00:01:19]

And you're left completely in a swoon[00:01:23]

The melancholy strum[00:01:29]

Mixed with the rum-tum of melodious blues[00:01:32]

When he plays the blue note[00:01:40]

And adds a new note[00:01:42]

You'll think that he wrote a symphony[00:01:43]

But he's just improvising[00:01:49]

On a southern mammy melody[00:01:52]

You'll quit your pouting[00:01:59]

And start a-shouting[00:02:01]

No need in doubting he knows the keys[00:02:03]

He can lay on the white ones[00:02:08]

Can play on the black ones with ease[00:02:11]

The way he plays black rhythm[00:02:17]

Makes the gang stick with him all night long[00:02:20]

Forget the hour is late[00:02:27]

They hear him syncopate his mournful song[00:02:30]

A humming like the breeze[00:02:36]

A strumming lightly on those ivories[00:02:40]