Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Body and Soul #4, artist - Charlie Parker. Album song Ultra Rare Sessions, in the genre
Date of issue: 30.04.2009
Record label: Stardust
Song language: English
Body and Soul #4 |
Don’t you know, he was the king of saxophones |
Yes indeed he was; |
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good |
Some people knew him by the Bean |
But Hawkins was his name |
He sure could swing and play pretty too |
Sounds good to me -- should sound good to you |
I love to hear him playing Body and Soul |
Very pleasing to the ear |
When I first heard it on the record |
I just stopped-- right there, |
Sounded like a band of angels in the sky, |
And I have never ever heard a sweeter tone |
In fact I pay no 'ttention to the saxophone |
'Til Coleman Hawkins came along and spoke to everyone -- |
Saying better listen won’t you hear me, |
While I play for you -- |
Sometimes it’s hot |
Then again it’s blue |
My soul just seems to wander, |
Pleasing each and everyone -- |
It’s what I’ve long been craving for |
The doors have not been always open, |
But I am trying to please you. |
Please don’t try to stop me. |
Hope you like it folks |
And then he started cookin' -- |
Everytime he played |
Some melodic melody fast or slow |
You could tell that it was Hawkins -- |
No other one ever has |
Quite captured his tone |
Just he alone -- |
Has the sound that penetrates |
It will sure go right through you |
Yes it will -- |
And every chorus gives you just another thrill |
Then along came Eddie Jefferson |
He sang the melody like Hawkins played it He sang it true |
He sang it blue |
Made words for it too |
All his fans in New York loved him |
There’s no one above him |
Here in the USA |
I’ve heard 'em say ol' Eddie was the man |
Oh how he could sing |
Man did he swing |
Sang on the wing, did his own thing |
Yes he did |
Throughout the country -- |
Music lovers are still wiggin' on Eddie’s singin' |
All around the world -- he is known |
Rhythm was his special joy -- |
He swung it like a horn |
He must have been born to be a singer |
'Cause his lyrics were so sincere and true |
Funny sad or blue |
Oh yeah! |
And we’ve got to remind you |
Many years it took him |
Singing every day to achieve his first claim to fame |
He was twenty years ahead of his time |
And he knew it But he kept right on-a singing |
He went all around the world making rhythm |
'Cause music sure was in him and he knew it was |
Sang with Moody and Richie Cole |
He could sing it just like Bird |
But his forte was the words he wrote to Music that he sang |
So he sang, and he sang |
And he sang his words so clever |
And I know they’ll silence him never |
'Cause he cut this masterpiece |
And now we’re trying to sing it for you |
Hope the Bean and Eddie both would still approve |
There we go We didn’t mean to reminisce |
You can surely bet |
That we won’t forget |
'Cause we hear them yet |
Goodbye |