| Ladies and gentlemen
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| Have I got a story for you
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| Now, listen, I wasn’t always this big
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| When I was a little gator
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| I dreamed I’d get the chance
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| To blow my horn in New Orleans
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| And make the people dance I practiced playin' night and day
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| To make this trumpet sing
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| All the cats in the Bayou know
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| I can play this thing
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| Well, I was born, I was born to blow this horn
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| When I was born that early morn
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| My mama said blow your horn I’m a star
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| They all come from near and far
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| Late at night to early morn
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| I was born to blow this horn
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| When I’m on the bandstand
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| I play with heart and soul
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| I wanna fill the world with rhythm
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| And let the good times roll I play for people walkin' by
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| I play for kings and queens
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| Com and hear me wail all night
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| When you’r down in New Orleans
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| Well, I was born, I was born to blow this horn
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| When I was born that early morn
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| Mama said blow your horn, son I’m a star
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| They all come from near and far
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| Late at night to early morn
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| I was born to blow this horn Yeah, here I go
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| I sound good, don’t I? |
| I was born, I was born to blow this horn
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| When I was born that early morn
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| Mama said blow your horn
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| I’m a star, they all come from near and far
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| Late at night to early morn
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| I was born to blow this horn |