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Tom Paxton

Good King Buzz

 

Good King Buzz

(album: Saturday Night - 1976)


When the Good King Buzz was buzzing, I was halfway down the street
Heard the sound of music and the sound of dancing feet
Like a second-hand calliope just slightly out of key
They all raised their voices in a harmony

When the Good King High was rising, I was trying to crack on down
Someone started playing piano and he was tossing the chords around
And then the washboard started banging with a heck of a one, two, three
And they raised their voices in a harmony

They sang la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la

Oh, I was knocking on every door
I was running from floor to floor
They were somewhere close at hand
They were 'bout to be my favorite band

When the Good King Miles was mellow, I was back down on the street
Halfway to my bus stop, admitting my defeat
When they yelled down from my window, and they were yelling down to me
And we raised our voices in a harmony

We sang la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la

Oh, I was knocking on every door
I was running from floor to floor
They were somewhere close at hand
They were 'bout to be my favorite band

When the Good King Miles was mellow, I was back down on the street
Halfway to my bus stop, admitting my defeat
When they yelled down from my window, and they were yelling down to me
And we raised our voices in a harmony

We sang la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
We sang la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la...

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