Blow, Red, Blow

(álbum: The Call Of The Wildest - 1957)

Take your trombone in your hand and (blow, Red, blow)
I know you understand (blow, Red, blow)
It is time to swing the band, oh (blow, Red, blow)

Now let me hear you moan (blow, Red, blow)
How about a little groan? (blow, Red, blow)
Yeah, that mellow tone (blow, Red, blow)

Come on, boy, use your slide (blow, Red, blow)
Let me hear the music glide (blow, Red, blow)
Eh, it's time now to ride! (blow, Red, blow)

Get your trombone out a-honking (blow, Red, blow)
You'd better start to rock, boy (blow, Red, blow)
You can rock around the clock, Red! (blow, Red, blow)

Blow, Red, blow!
Blow, Red, blow!
Blow, Red, blow!
Blow, Red, blow!
Blow, Red, blow!
Blow, Red, blow!

Blow, Red!
Blow, Red!
Blow, Red!
Blow, Red!
Blow, Red!
Blow, Red!

Blow, Red, blow!
Blow, Red, blow!
Blow, Red, blow!
Blow, Red, blow!
Blow, Red, blow!
Blow, Red, blow!

Blow!
Red!
Blow!
Red!
Blow!
Red!
Blow!
Red!
Blow!
Red!