GIVE ’EM SOME RHYTHM
Words & Music © John Morton 1997.
Tomorrow’s rhythm
Is here today—
Just borrow rhythm
From yesterday,
Then serve it up in
Sweet harmonies,
And top it off with
This melody.
We paid our dues and
We knew for years
There’s more to music
Than meets the ears.
We came to Jazzland
On hands and knees—
We came to play and we
Aim to please.
Give ’em,
Give ’em,
Give ’em
Some rhythm.
(Rpt.)
A shot of samba,
A spot of blues,
The very essence
Of jungle juice.
It’s got to be or
Not to bop—
One dance with me and
You’ll never stop.
A dash of rumba,
A splash of son—
Then shake it up like
A chocalho.
Throw in some soca,
Stir in some ska—
Then carioca
Till Mardi Gras.
Give ’em, (etc…)
(Rpt.)
From the equator
To the poles,
We’re gonna play to
Save your souls.
From Amazonia
To Zanzibar,
We’re gonna clone you
For Carnaval.
If you ain’t itching
To stomp your feet,
Get out the kitchen,
Get out the heat—
The Himalayas
Are gonna move
When all the players
Get in the groove.
Give ’em, (etc…)
(Rpt. x3)
sung by samuel ‘hutch’ hutchinson
