The drummin' has a rhythm

an' the rhythm has a beat

the drummin' is in rhythm

with the tappin' of our feet

I'm dancin' to the rhythm

an' the rhythm aint the blues

I can hear the guitar singn'

an' I'm shakin' in my shoes

Yeah! I hear the guitar singin'

an' it's singin' to my soul

I hear the drummer drummin'

that beat from long ago

music's gettin' louder

an' we're dancin' in the dust

I hear the guitar wailin'

an' it's wailin' out our pain

the drummer keeps adrummin'

an' the rhythm's just the same

yeah! the drummer keeps adrummin'

an' the rhythm doesen't change

my heart is kinda' poundin'

an' I'm cryin' out my pain

I see the dust arisin'

an' our stompin' starts again

yeah! I see the dust arisin' 

an' our stompin' starts again

we're dancin' to the rhythm 

to the rhythm an' the beat

we're dancin' to the rhythm

to the rhythm of the street. 

 

 

                                                  A nod to ancestral memory