Music For My Mother (Instrumental 45 Version)

Man, i was in a place
Called keeprunnin', mississippi one time
And i heard someone on my way by
Sounded a little something like raw funk to me
So i slowed down and took a listen

And this is all i could hear, baby
Whoa-hah-hey
Whoa-hah-ha
It got so good to me, man, that i stopped runnin'

My feets was tired anyhow
So i reached in my inside pocket
And got my harp out
Sit down by old beat-up railroad train
And get me get myself

A little of that old funky thang
{Vocal "harmonica" solo}
Yeah!
Yeah, i'm?

Yeah, whoa!
Yeah
Mm-m-hmmm
Yeah
Can you all feel what i mean?
This is what you call
Waaay-back yonder funk
Whoa ha hey
Whoa ha ha
Say it loud!
I'm funky and i'm proud!
I'm aging!
Old funk