The Music Never Stopped

(альбом: Blues For Allah - 1975)

There's mosquitoes on the river Fish are rising up like birds
It's been hot for seven weeks now,
Too hot to even speak now, Did you hear what I just heard?

Say it might have been a fiddle or it could have been the wind
But there seems to be a beat now I can feel it my feet now
Listen here it comes again!

There's a band out on the highway, They're high stepping into town
It's a rainbow full of sound, It's fireworks, calliopes and clowns
Everybody dancing C'mon children, C'mon children, Come on clap your hands.

Sun went down in honey and the moon came up in wine,
You know stars were spinning dizzy, Lord
The band kept us too busy we forgot about the time.

They're a band beyond description, Like Jehovah's favorite choir
People joining hand in hand While the music played the band, Lord
They're setting us on fire.

Crazy rooster crowing midnight, Balls of lighting roll along
Old men sing about their dreams, Women laugh and children scream
And the band keeps playing on.

Keep on dancing thru the daylight, Greet the morning air with song
No ones's noticed, but the band's all pack and gone. Was it ever there at all?
But they keep on dancing C'mon children, C'mon children, Come on clap your hands
Well the cool breeze came on Tuesday, And the corn's a bumper crop
And the fields are full of dancing Full of singing and romancing
The music never stopped.