He Played His Harmonica
He Played His Harmonica performed by Curtis Salgado
You know, Four Corners was the stomping ground
In my younger days, we'd hang around
Just shooting the breeze and signifying
When the young blood with the pompadour
Had a tailored suit a one button roll
Jack, the cat was clean, there's no denying
He said, "There's more to me than meets the eye
Than hustling and dressing fly
I'm here to rock your world and I ain't lying."
Then he played his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
People came from blocks around
Just to hear his righteous sound
He played his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
(An auditory nerve delight)
My universe is shining bright
He played as his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
He's as bad as Al Capone
On the Windy City saxophone
Well, word got out and talked around
There was this party going down
With a DJ and some microbrews
So I fell by to check it out
The party was dead, nobody's around
When in walked the young blood slow and cool (looking good, too)
He saw the DJ wasn't cutting it
He said, "This is a drag and so is your mix"
And that's when he went to make his move
Shouting, "I'll get this house a-jumping quick"
He then pulled out his licking stick
Put it up between his lips and then he blew
You know, he played his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
Girls came from blocks around
Just to hear his righteous sound
An auditory nerve delight
My universe is shining bright
He played as his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
He's as bad as Al Capone
On the Windy City saxophone
(Solo)
(Sounds so good)
You know he played his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
Girls came from blocks around
Just to hear his righteous sound
He played his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
It hit my auditory nerve
You should have seen just what I heard
He played as his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
He's as bad as Al Capone
On the Windy City saxophone
He played that harmonica (he played his harmonica)
In my soul it felt just right
(The universe was shining bright)
He played his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
(Beyond the realms of comprehension)
I'll say it again, now did I mention?
He played his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
An auditory nerve delight
My universe was shining bright
He played his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
The music just came over me
I was blind but now I see
(He played his harmonica)
You know, Four Corners was the stomping ground
In my younger days, we'd hang around
Just shooting the breeze and signifying
When the young blood with the pompadour
Had a tailored suit a one button roll
Jack, the cat was clean, there's no denying
He said, "There's more to me than meets the eye
Than hustling and dressing fly
I'm here to rock your world and I ain't lying."
Then he played his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
People came from blocks around
Just to hear his righteous sound
He played his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
(An auditory nerve delight)
My universe is shining bright
He played as his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
He's as bad as Al Capone
On the Windy City saxophone
Well, word got out and talked around
There was this party going down
With a DJ and some microbrews
So I fell by to check it out
The party was dead, nobody's around
When in walked the young blood slow and cool (looking good, too)
He saw the DJ wasn't cutting it
He said, "This is a drag and so is your mix"
And that's when he went to make his move
Shouting, "I'll get this house a-jumping quick"
He then pulled out his licking stick
Put it up between his lips and then he blew
You know, he played his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
Girls came from blocks around
Just to hear his righteous sound
An auditory nerve delight
My universe is shining bright
He played as his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
He's as bad as Al Capone
On the Windy City saxophone
(Solo)
(Sounds so good)
You know he played his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
Girls came from blocks around
Just to hear his righteous sound
He played his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
It hit my auditory nerve
You should have seen just what I heard
He played as his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
He's as bad as Al Capone
On the Windy City saxophone
He played that harmonica (he played his harmonica)
In my soul it felt just right
(The universe was shining bright)
He played his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
(Beyond the realms of comprehension)
I'll say it again, now did I mention?
He played his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
An auditory nerve delight
My universe was shining bright
He played his harmonica (he played his harmonica)
The music just came over me
I was blind but now I see
(He played his harmonica)
Credits
Writer(s): Curtis E. Salgado, Harold Lester Hall
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