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    ALBÜM SWİNG

    STOMP OF KİNG PORTER

    THE MANHATTAN TRANSFER

    CANLI RADYO
    Alan's solo:
    Gather roun' 'n hear my story
    Oh boy!
    'Bout the time when Jelly Roll was in town
    (Stompin' it off, stompin' it off...)
    He heard a local pianist
    What joy!
    Stompin' out music on an old upright pi-ano
    Here comes King
    that was downright ragged in a Scott Joplin way
    (Here he comes-Master of the stomp)
    Ol' Jelly knew the fella could play
    Dig him!
    by the things he heard his right hand say
    (Now - we're gonna romp)

    (There was no doubtin' that the man could swing)

    When Jelly Roll demanded his name
    Hail! King Porter
    Well, the man responded "Porter King"
    (Dig 'Im!) By order!
    Well, Jelly lef' th' city, but he wrote
    (Dig 'Im!) Y' wanna dig 'im
    a rompin' ditty 'bout the Porter
    (Dig 'Im!) Y' gonna dig 'im
    who was "King O' The Stomp"
    Porter King sho' can stomp

    Jelly wrote a ditty 'bout a fella who could romp
    This is the tune - "King Porter Stomp"

    When Porter's stridin' hands are flyin'
    An' all his fingers are testifyin'
    His two feet stompin' in ragged time
    That's a feelin' that is so sublime - Y' dig it?

    He's generatin' so much excitement
    Y' keep forgettin' just what uptight meant
    N' that's that fella named Porter King
    His style's the essence o' Swing

    (Well, well, well)

    Oh, well, go on n' tell it

    Cheryl's solo:
    When Jelly first heard Porter King
    He declared he heard the very heart an' soul of swing
    A certain ragged kind o' romp
    in between a jump and a stomp
    When Jelly heard, well, he really knew
    because he played too
    That Porter was a King, really n' truly a stone king
    Another thing, somethin' never heard of
    "Somethin' else" is the sort o' phrase
    A fella'd prob'ly have t'use
    if'e was gonna describe
    the way Porter plays

    There never was - an never's gonna be
    another strider fine as he
    I know no other ear will ever hear another like it here.

    Cheryl's solo background:
    Who you hunchin'?
    Dig them stompin'
    See them bunchin'
    They rompn'

    Sweat is poppin'
    Hips're rollin'
    Funk is droppin'
    Souls soulin'

    Heat is massin'
    Folks're swingin'
    Time is passin'
    Arms flingin'

    There's contagion
    Takin' over
    Swing is ragin'
    All over

    Janis' solo:
    Hey!
    Stop that!
    That stomp knocked me outta my hat!
    Who's that abusin' piano?
    Tell me his name, because he's boun' f' fame
    'N how'd he figure such rhythm?
    Did he bring it here with 'im?
    What kinda cat is King Porter?
    Plinkin' an' plunkin' that romp he calls a stomp.

    Janis' solo backgrounds:
    Everybody groovin' and gigglin'
    Mercy! Take a look at that wigglin'
    See the cutie in the corner
    She's losin' her blues by stompin' outta her shoes
    The folks are hoopin' n' hoppin'
    Dig how all the fingers're poppin'
    Over there's a wild cat stone drunk
    The floor be his bunk.

    Tim's solo:
    Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp
    Just keep on ballin' till we
    start fallin' right through the floor
    It's so natch'ral
    You want more?
    Come - git it!

    Porter - he's the King!
    He knows how to stomp an' swing,
    That's King Porter
    Master of how to stomp

    Tim's solo backgrounds:
    Outside the moon is beamin'
    Inside the joint is steamin'
    Them folks can really, really party
    All night long
    Porter's stompin'
    Gits everybody rompin'
    Then everybody knows that one thing
    Porter's king.

    Who's the absolute Master of Stomp?
    King Porter!
    The rollicking Rajah of Romp?
    King Porter!
    The plinkin'est plunker
    This side o' the border?
    Who? Except King Porter

    Who is the King of the Keys?
    King Porter!
    An' constantly able to please?
    King Porter!
    An' who tickles ivories like nobody livin'?
    That's King Porter! He's the man!

    Unloosen yo' shoes
    (unloosen yo' shoes)
    Start payin' them dues
    (start payin' them dues)
    Git shed o' them blues
    Git shed o' them -
    Dang them blue! You don't shed 'em, you lose
    Spend a quarter!
    (spend a quarter)
    Give the order!
    (give the order)
    Mr. Porter -
    Mister Barrellhouse man git t' stompin'
    Make 'em git hot - git 'em rompin
    The got t' dig King Porter Stomp!

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