Sundays was better than other days Mondays through Saturdays Sundays we danced like there's no tomorrow Duke (Ellington) played piano in Storyville We sang the Blues round midnight until... The sun came up and we'd improvise
Congo Square on a dope patoi, Congo Square on a dope patoi Congo Square on a dope patoi, all eyes open on Yeshua (Jesus)
Lester (Young) was there, so was Ms. Badu Louie (Armstrong) played turmpet on West End Blues Ain't that Jill Scott with my sweet Aunt Nancy (Wilson) Sassy (Sarah Vaughn) and Ella (Fitzgerald) start scattin' now They start a frenzy there in the crowd Sistahs has always been so resilient
Congo Square on a dope patoi, Congo Square on a dope patoi Congo Square on a dope patoi, all eyes open on Yeshua (Jesus)
Ain't no filet gumbo babe without the rue Ain't no joyous feelings without payin' dues I'm gonna tie my pink bandana on 'Cause what don't kill me make me strong Sing my Billie (Holiday) "Strange Fruit" song And dig my roots up... Congo Square
(Dig this man)
Sundays was really the only days That took the place of the lonely days Sundays we looked to the new horizions I see the light at the end of the tunnel sir Jazz and Blues born of the slave gospel Black angels pick the white fiels of cotton
Congo Square on a dope patoi, Congo Square on a dope patoi Congo Square on a dope patoi, all eyes open on Yeshua (Jesus)
Ain't no filet gumbo babe without the rue Ain't no joyous feelings without payin' dues I'm gonna tie my pink bandana on 'Cause what don't kill me make me strong Sing my Billie (Holiday) "Strange Fruit" song And dig my roots up... Congo Square... Congo Square Congo Square... Congo Square
(Party 'til the sun come up) (Play that piano man)
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Congo Square on a dope patoi, Congo Square on a dope patoi Congo Square on a dope patoi, all eyes open on Yeshua (Jesus)
Lester (Young) was there, so was Ms. Badu Louie (Armstrong) played turmpet on West End Blues Ain't that Jill Scott with my sweet Aunt Nancy (Wilson) Sassy (Sarah Vaughn) and Ella (Fitzgerald) start scattin' now They start a frenzy there in the crowd Sistahs has always been so resilient
Congo Square on a dope patoi, Congo Square on a dope patoi Congo Square on a dope patoi, all eyes open on Yeshua (Jesus)
Ain't no filet gumbo babe without the rue Ain't no joyous feelings without payin' dues I'm gonna tie my pink bandana on 'Cause what don't kill me make me strong Sing my Billie (Holiday) "Strange Fruit" song And dig my roots up... Congo Square
(Dig this man)
Sundays was really the only days That took the place of the lonely days Sundays we looked to the new horizions I see the light at the end of the tunnel sir Jazz and Blues born of the slave gospel Black angels pick the white fiels of cotton
Congo Square on a dope patoi, Congo Square on a dope patoi Congo Square on a dope patoi, all eyes open on Yeshua (Jesus)
Ain't no filet gumbo babe without the rue Ain't no joyous feelings without payin' dues I'm gonna tie my pink bandana on 'Cause what don't kill me make me strong Sing my Billie (Holiday) "Strange Fruit" song And dig my roots up... Congo Square... Congo Square Congo Square... Congo Square
(Party 'til the sun come up) (Play that piano man)
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