In My Day
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Jelly, my man!
Remember the time in that club just outside Chicago?
Remember all of them diamonds you had?
All them suits you had
All them women you had
Well, you ought to know! He had you twice!
Shoot, yeah
I remember it all
I'm tellin' ya
In my day
This man was made of money
(Come on, Jelly, tell 'em, baby)
You know it, yeah
In my day (Uh-huh)
These hands were drippin' honey
I'd flash 'em that savoir faire
And toss 'em a smile
(A diamond-studded smile)
What you folks called style
I used to call the high-tone
The whozat
The how'd-you-learn-to-use-that
In my day
This man came up with a sound
And incidentally
In my day
It got to getting around
(To high-falutin' to a hole in the ground)
'Cause I would use that, good as that
Mr. Mozart would've tipped his hat
Believe me when I say
That I was something in my day
Really something in my day
They called them Creole Boys
We called him Jelly Joy
Oh, how that hard-loving daddy could play
And the piano man
Could roll like no one can
And squeeze your little
Tease your little troubles away
Oh, how his hands with ease
On the piano keys
It's like he was struttin' the music whenever he played
Yeah
Come on, Daddy
Lookin' like a tall drink of water to me
Jelly's too smooth!
Better be smooth
Don't hurt him, Tina
Now that's the roll
That's the Jelly Roll!
Then one night
Gets to feeling too still
Then one night
You feel a sharp little chill
And there's this (Darkness)
(In the air)
(Comin' closer till it's everywhere)
Coming to steal my story
Bury my name, deny my glory
Comin' to blow out my light tonight
Tonight
Tonight
There are so many tales left untold
So many truths locked inside of lies
But tonight is your night, Jelly
To relive and recreate that which was
Introducing the blueprint for perfection
Ferdinand LaMothe!
Also known as Young Jelly
Of course now, the road wasn't always so in control
No, you see I
Me
We
Are the progeny of one of the oldest
And most gentile Creole families in New Orleans