Vocalese

He's got that funny name
An' ramblin' that's his game, that's it
He's rambo, talkin' bout
Me!
We'll see (piano)
They call him rambo 'cause he's travellin'
He don't stay one place
His life's a string he keeps unravellin'
He don't leave no trace
He's got a yen for changin' places
He digs changin' scenes
That way he stays in everybody's good graces

He's happy on the move
He's mobile and free
He wants no strings attached
That's how it's gotta be, see!
He'll keep on ramblin' till the coda
He don't stay one place
Because he's just a ramblin' man
His favorite hobby's hittin' the road
He was a fella livin' solely by the ramblers only code
Some people're born to roam
Fate gave 'em roamin' natures

An' so they wander aroun'
Leavin' people wondrin' when they'll touch the groun'
Hither 'n yon, here 'n beyon'
Wherever they never been before
As soon as you're used t'their face

They're off 'n runnin' again
Gone to another new place
Peripatetic is the only word
That i have ever heard that people could use
That really describes him
There's no other word could do that
Only other word i know that comes
The closest to it is "gypsy"
An' that don't really fit him at all
"cause he ain't tellin' fortunes
'n hates bein' dipsy
Everywhere i go they call him rambo
'cause he won't stay long

In my ramblin'
I've met a lotta people here 'n there
An' i find they're 'bout the same everywhere
Each with his own little thing
That he uses while he's tryin' to swing
Maybe the look ain't the same
But they play the same game
An' there's quite a bit o' difference
In their outlook, i know
Still 'n yet, their story, lem'me tell you
Is a story that you won't forget
When i was young 'n very green
I felt so stuck with m'present situation
Later, when i got a little older
That was when i discovered i could split
'n find myself another groove
That was all i need
I was on the move
I packed my little sack 'n started ramblin'
To this day i'm a rover who'll always be ramblin'

You git drug stayin' in one place
Depressed an' feelin' low down
Get new kicks movin' roun'

Roamin' the country's educational for you
'n widens your point of view
Tests y' mettle 'n cools y' mind out
'n that's true without a doubt
Y know? i mean y'dig - -
That's rambo's gig
Rambo is ready to ramble 'n itchin' t'split
Oh yeah, he'll start packin' 'n quit it
Forget it! 'cause he's done with it

That's rambo! travellin' light
Stay too long he'll git uptight
So his motto is "keep movin'"
You got it! that's his bit!
Nex' time he might leave an address
'cause the little girl that he met
Las' night
Paid him so much attention
That it got him a bit uptight
We might not have t'call him rambo
'cause he jes' might be settlin' down
He's gone the way of all men
Fat, skinny or tall men
It happened to this rover we know - rambo

Move, c'mon -- move

Nothing's lacking motion
Not the heavens or the ocean
Or the planets or the weather
All are moving all together
On the move

Let's go - let's go
Let's get t'movin' it
Let's go - let's get t'groovin' it
Why're y'hesitating
Can't you feel the rhythm waitin'
Strike a groove, let's move
Git it on!

That's right! that's right!
Don't ever have t'fight
That's right
Don't hold y'self so tight
Give it a solid minute
And you'll find you've fallen in it
What's to prove?

Just move - git it on

Move it any way you want to move
As long as you can fin' a groove
That's cool, that'll do

Move fast or move it slow
Same any way you go
(repeat chorus)
Background

Make a motion - move!
Strike a groove
Make an effort - swing!
Shake that thing
Make a motion
Move-groove

I'm movin' i'm movin'
I'm taking it on out
Gotta bottle up 'n git it
Listen to me - dig
Time never hesitates,
It's always just a little bossy

Everybody knows a rolling stone
Is never really very mossy
Y' never wanna hesitate
Y' feet'll take y'with 'em
'cause when y'moving
You ain't got the time
F'nothing else
But paying strict attention
To the music and the fascinatin' rhythm
So i'm tellin' y'man
To move it right along

'n hurry up and sing your little song
'n while you're moving madly
You can sing yourself a happy
Little ditty while you groove
And then you never have to worry
'bout striking a good groove

I was diggin' whatcha talkin' 'bout
And listenin' to the groovy way
You spit it out
And baby that was really somethin' to hear
Funny, when you're movin' and you're groovin'
How you haven't got a second
F' a little light revivin'
'cause you go too fast
Time passes, this groove's too good to last
When you're talking fas' y'lyin'
'n there ain't nobody buyin'
That's the sayin'
Everybody's layin' down
But you got a way
Playing what you play
Saying what you say
Turnin' everything 'round
Everybody's gotta dig it
If they don't they're deaf

I can testify that you were really gittin' in it
Much as any person ever could
'n y'really did it good

Come and face the facts
Come show the people how you move it on the sax
Rich, you move in style!
Make all the moves, find all the strangest grooves
Man , what a tone!
Come play the saxophone
Come show the people how you move it on the horn

Let's git movin' it
Git to groovin' it
Better get to movin' while the gittin' is good
Let's go - let's go
Let's move git it on

That's right - that's right
Never have t'fight
How you gonna move it

Let's go - let's go
Why are you hesitatin'?
Can't y'feel the rhythm waitin'?
Strike a groove
Let's move git it on

When y'hold yourself tight?
Let's go - let's go
Let's move git it on

Move it any way you wanna move
As long as you can strike a groove
That's cool that'll do
Move fast or move it slow
Same any way you go
Let's git movin' it
Get t'groovin' it
Better git movin' while the gittin' is good

Let's go - let's go
Give it a solid minute
And you'll find you've fallen in it
What's to prove?
Just move git it on

Strike that groove
'n move
'n don't be hesitatin'
One lil' bit
Got t'hip y' that's it
So now will y'move?

Background:
Let's go - let's go
Why are you hesitatin'?
Can't y'feel the rhythm waitin'?
Strike a groove
Let's move git it on

Gotta move - gotta move

Wait'll y'dig it on the map - airegin
Spelled backwards
Really're closin' up the gap - airegin
Gone fac'wards
Back long time ago they saw a ghost
Ghost made a boast
Soon that ghost was host
(repeat first 8 bars)

Those losing their hue
They goofed 'n got the wrong view
First, things reverse, last is first!
Y' dig it!

Whatta' y' think o'that'n get a load a'
What i tell y'
What this place is no one knows it
There's no traces of the kind o'place it was
Before it got "discovered" by the kind o'
Cat that knows the earth belongs t'him
Back when the world was young
An' man was a living god
An' he walked this earthly sod
This was sod that god would trod on
Till one day a stranger landed
With a line o'jive
Laid it on the natives till he had 'em thinkin'
Maybe that they should really take five
An' he quickly stole the natives' soul
So he could control it
An' he took care of that missionary biz
Till the lan' was his

Never heard a story draggy as that
Tell th' truth i ain't never heard another
That exasperated more
What an exasperating narrative t'play
Upon the sensitive and kindly soul that i am
'way back when i was crawlin' in m'crib
I was doin' all kinds o'thinkin'
Aw'ready i had figured out the 'cut of m'jib'
The kind o'soul that never liked t'tell 'r live a fib
A body who was steadily reachin' up
A min' always thinkin' on high-minded things
Whee! i was always one t'be free
Ain't never had a keeper why don't people
Learn t'git along t'gether stead o'
Meddlin' aroun' 'n fussin' with the fella nearest to 'em
Me, i'm the old fashioned kind
I was never good at follow-the-leader
Real real real real real real real
That's me, as real as a yankee can be
That's me

Millions o' years ago
There was a paleolithic age on earth
An' the whole world was young
And full o'the vim of constant rebirth
Brontosauruses 'n dinosaurs 'n pterodactyls
Ever'where abounding that was the case
'n plus the millions o' mammoths here 'n there
An' in addition there were lots o'men everywhere
Who had no hi-tech and no intellect 'nary a speck
But in that spot
Where it was so lush, where it was so hot
Where many animal was roamin'
An' nature was kind, life was thrivin'
There livin' was actual an' the feelin' was natural
I'm tellin' the truth
What-a-benign livin' some livin'
All's forgiven come on home

Blew a truly unruly storm
That wrecked a boat in a climate warm
'n full o'ashy-colored cats all lookin'
White like ghosts
'n when the natives checked 'em out
It blew 'em away t'find that they resembled spirits
Long ago there was a legend
'bout a spirit who would someday come

A look at these cats
'n y' could see they prob'ly had some
So they welcomed 'em with peace and love
And everything there's plenty of
'n soon the tables had turned to rigormortis
That's when the castaway had his say
Like a dog had his day they told the
People that they were spirits actual
Y'see how perfectly a fable c'n be
Incorporated into what a cat'll think is factual
What was an accident turns int' something
So unbelievably heaven-sent
Everybody falls for it
Right on down t' the militants
'n marchin' 'n the martyrs 'n the murder of lumumba

Wait'll y'dig it on the map - airegin
Spelled backwards
Really're closin' up the gap - airegin
Gone fac'wards
Back long time ago they saw a ghost
Ghost made a boast
Soon that ghost was host

Wait'll y'dig it on the map - airegin
Spelled backwards
Really're closin' up the gap - airegin
Gone fac'wards

Those losing their hue
They goofed 'n got the wrong view
First, things reverse, last is first!
Y' dig it!

Ray's rockhouse, that's my joint
House of soul, git my point
We don't care what's your blues
Come in here, lose yo' blues
When trouble comes a-knockin'
Everything looks better while y'rockin'
You don't notice trouble while y'rockin'
Rock! (repeat for 12 bars)

(chorus)
Let's rock! that's what we're offerin' you
Let's rock! that's what we wantcha' t'do
Let's rock! rock all y' troubles away
Let's rock! rock till the dawnin' o'day
Let's rock! rockhouse is ready t'roll
Let's rock! rockhouse is good f'th'soul

Ev'ry saturday night there's a scene
That's a part o'the fun
Mrs. tucker will enter the joint
In a search for her son
Every saturday night he sneaks out
Leavin' her in the lurch
But she's lookin' t'bring him on home
'cause tomorrow is church
She really hates the rockhouse
She's sure the devil is in control here
Nothin' but rock'n'roll here

Yodle-dole-dole (echo) lady who
Gotr a lotta rockin' to do
Swing - whatta y'waitin' for
We got plenty o'soul for you

Everybody gotta loosen your hip
Do a few rolls wait'll y'feel
Y'back'll slip then y'rockin'
Rock!

(repeat chorus)

Sisters of the flockhouse
Ain't got no business comin' to th'rockhouse
All the people in here
Are all in t'sin in here
Of this there's no doubt
That's why miz' tucker is pullin' sam out
Rock!

(repeat chorus)

Clif---------------------------------------ford
I know he'll never be forgotten
Long as there's still sound
He was a king uncrowned
Not all kings are given crowns
I know i'll always remember

Always
The warmth
All his warmth
Of his sound
Was in his sound
Lingers so long i'm sure he's still around
Still around -------------those who've heard
For all those who've heard

Truly, they repeat him yet
Even yet

So those who hear won't forget
And the ever-present sound
That abounds in his praise
Echos throughout the universe
For endless spans of time uncountable
By days
The pretty little piquant passages
Clifford played
They are with us now
And i'm positive that they will endure
Should time and sacred circumstance allow
Yes, they'll live forever

Oh, yes, i remember clifford now
Seems i always feel that clifford's spirit's
Hangin' roun' me somehow
We remember

Each and every single day
I hear his lovely trumpet tone

Such exquisite singing

In every horn that seems to have a sound
That's all its own
So somebody tell me how
How can we ever day for certain
Someone that played
Like clifford brown could play
Could really be said to have gone away

I only know that i hear him now
And i believe that i always will
You've got to believe
I remember clifford still, yes i hear him still

I know he'll never be forgotten
He was a king uncrowned

I know i'll always remember
'member clifford brown
I'll always remember clifford brown

Livin' in the middle 'n relaxin' while y' loosen only a little
Means y'gotta figure out a way y'oughtta' go
'n steady movin' on ahead're anywhere y'kharma led'n
With a fascinatin' desert f'y'bed

How very inviting!
Such a lush, poetic sight full o'lots o'lovely desert
And a rare, exotic mystery at night
How y'gonna beat it f'r a magic delight

Thrill to the chant of - the muezzin
Callin' all t'pray aroun' the closin' o'the day
Becomes a regular occurrence
Git offa' the camel's back
Put you a tent up, lay you a mat down
Ready t'dream o'what'cha lack
Meanwhile, y'quietly sleepin' soun'ly