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Sewing threadless through the loom
That needle plunge and fadeaway
Seven-stretch, July on asphalt
Two-wheeled homebound bedding down
Fifth of hillbred men of spirit
Lean disciples Willa loves
Swing the door, the bell rings
In he comes
And they know his order
No one’s dining alone tonight when
Babatunde slips you the bag
You glide into this golden contour booth
And wait for the ancient truth
Meditative in the smokestacks
Teepees Zildjians on the couch
Eight P.M., it’s six-stroke time
They’re calling book tunes at Imbibe
Timmy Vaughn is here to see you
Curtis King just wandered in
Broody-eyed and worse still
Cat brought sticks
The players start to holler
No one’s dining alone tonight when
Babatunde slips you the bag
You glide into this golden contour booth
And wait for the ancient truth
If you’re the one, the buzz, cut it off
A friend to float you through the changes
Sails for greener swamps
Congo Square is where we got it all from, baby
Baby
If you’re the one, the buzz, cut it off
A friend to float you through the changes
Sails for greener swamps
Congo Square is where we got it all from, baby
Baby
Oh, pretty baby
Cafe closed for renovations
Closed for good, rent’s going up
COMMENTS: a drummer travels the bayou to uncover the origins of his craft, and things back home fall apart
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