All That Jazz lyrics

All That Jazz • Lyrics

Funga (Traditional, West African): Funga ola fay ah. Ah shay ah shay. Funga ola fay ah. Ah shay ah shay.; We welcome you with open arms and love in our hearts. We welcome you with open arms and love in our hearts.

Fa Si Hooah (Traditional, West African): San fa kooah fie, Fa kooah ma ne wura. San fa kooah fie, Fa si hooah.; (Roughly translated, this game song means "pass the stick." I like to think of African musical culture being "passed" onto the Americas.)
I Wock Om A Mona (Traditional, Slave Song from the South Georgia Sea Islands): Cum bulle alle Lilli quambe I wock om a mona cum bulle alle lilli quank,; Hassa willigo sehowyh bunga Lilli hassa willigo dwellinda quank.; I wock om a mona Cum bulle alle lilli quambe I wock om a mona Cum bulle alle lilli quank; Hassa willigo sehowyh quenda here hassa willigo dwellinda quank.

Motherless Child (Traditional, American Slave Song): Sometimes I feel like a motherless child, sometimes I feel like a motherless child, sometimes I feel like a motherless child. Den I gi' down on my knees and pray, pray. Gi' down on my knees and pray.; Sometimes I feel I'm a long ways from home, sometimes I feel I'm a long ways from home, sometimes I feel I'm a long ways from home. Den I gi' down on my knees and pray, pray. Gi' down on my knees and pray.

Cow Song (Traditional): (Call) Did you feed my cow? (Responce) Yes Maam. (C) Can you tell me how? (R) Yes Maam. (C) What did you her? (R) Corn and hay. C) What did you her? (R) Corn and hay.; (C) Did you milk her good? (R) Yes Maam. (C) Did you milk her like you should? (R) Yes Maam. (C) How did you milk her? (R) Squish, squish, squish. (C) How did you milk her? (R) Squish, squish, squish. (C) Did my cow get sick? (R) Yes Maam. (C) Was she covered in ticks? (R) Yes Maam. (C) How did she die? (R) Mmm, mmm, mmm. (C) How did she die? (R) Mmm, mmm, mmm.; (C) Did the buzzards come? (R) Yes Maam. (C) Did the buzzards come? (R) Yes Maam. (C) How did they come? (R) Flap, flap, flap. (C) How did they come? (R) Flap, flap, flap. (C) How did they come? (R) Flap, flap, flap.

Ole Mistis (Traditional, American Slave Song): My ole mistis promised me, when she died she'd set me free.; Lived so long and died so po', left ole' __ __ howin' corn.; (Chorus) Jimmy crack corn and I don't care, Jimmy crack corn and I don't care, Jimmy crack corn and I don't care, Mistis gone away.

Ain't Gonna Rain: 1. What did the blackbird say to the crow? "It ain't gonna rain no more, Ain't gonna hail and it ain't gonna snow, T'ain't gonna rain no more." (Chorus) It ain't gonna rain, it ain't gonna snow, it ain't gonna rain no more. Come on down everybody sing, it ain't gonna rain no more.; 2. Rabbit skipped up the garden gate, Ain't gonna rain no more. Picked him a pea and pulled up a stake, T'ain't gonna rain no more. (Chorus); 3. Rabbit 'et him a turnip top, Ain't gonna rain no more. He went off a hippity hop, Ain't gonna rain no more. (Chorus); 4. Bake them biscuits good and brown, It ain't gonna rain no more. Swing you partner round and round, It ain't gonna rain no more.; 5. Peanut sat on a railroad track, His heart was all a flutter. Along came the chugga chugga train, toot toot peanut butter. (Chorus)

Go Roun' The Border (Traditional): •Go roun' the border Susie, Go roun' the border Susie, Go roun' the border Susie, That long summer day. •Out goes the turtle dove Shoo down my little one, Shoo down my little one, Shoo that day. Out goes the turtle dove, Shoo down my little one, Shoo down my little one, Long summer day.; •Out goes the hornet, Shoo down my little one, Shoo down my little one, Shoo that day. Out goes the hornet, Shoo down my little one, Shoo down my little one, Long summer day.; •Close in the (en)'semble Shoo down my little one Shoo down my little one Shoo that day, Close in the (en)'semble Shoo down my little one Shoo down my little one Long summer day.

Workin' Blues (Justin Miera, with improvised blues by Jinje, Cathy, and Becky): Been workin' all day and my feet are hurtin' bad. Been workin' all day and my feet are hurtin' bad. Just wanna go home and rest my weary head.; Been thinkin' 'bout last weekend when my pals and I played ball. Been thinkin' 'bout last weekend when my pals and I played ball. Wish that I could jam it but I can't jump that tall.
Sky Blues (Justin Miera): When you fly by, you're high in the sky, breathing all the smoke you know you'll choke and you'll cry. When you fly by, you're high in the sky, breathing all the smoke you know you'll choke and you'll cry. Pollution is our fault you know we have to change the way we go. Sky blues its true.
Skinnamarink (Traditional): Skinnamarink adink adink, skinnamarink adoo, I love you,; Skinnamarink adink adink, skinnamarink adoo, Yes I do.; I love you in the morning and in the afternoon, I love you in the evening, under 'neath the moon. Skinnamarink adink adink, skinnamarink adoo, I love you.
Papa Boi (Justin Miera and Ronny Noel): Torn from my home land mother Africa, Bound aboard this slave ship on the sea...; Papa Boi, old man of the forest, to truth you are nearest, I wanna be free...
Stand Tall (Justin Miera): (Chorus) Stand tall for what you believe in, Don't give in to the fear of the small.; Stand tall for what you believe in, Your strength and your truth will teach us all...; About the Underground Railroad, Runnin' through the South to free the slaves,; Harriet Tubman, Over twenty trips talk about brave,; Born a slave, Never learned to read or write at all,; Over three hundred freed, That kind of light you know she heard the call to...; (Chorus); About discrimination, When blacks couldn't ride in the front of the bus,; Rosa Parks, Raised by her folks to know what was just,; And then a hard day at work, Why should she move and give up her seat?; Went to jail, But the truth of her actions could not be beat that's if you...
All That Jazz (Justin Miera): •Rhythm is the root, and rhythm is the heart of African music and its American mark.; Its a culture of language, religion and cloths that was lost in the time when the slaves were sold...with All That Jazz.; •To own another human is a terrible thing. You can take away their freedom, but never their dreams.; Don't judge a person by the color of their skin, its the content of character that proves a friend...with All That Jazz.; •The saxophone would scream with Coltrane he's the man, the Bird and Miles could bop just listen to 'em jam. You wanna hear the sound of how the women sing? There's Billy and Ella hear their voices ring...with All That Jazz.; •Now I'm checkin' out a book to read about a man like Martin Luther King or president Abraham.; Then I'll check it out with a record I can scratch so kick it to me G that sound ain't got no match...with All That Jazz.

Blue Bop (Justin Miera, with and improvised rap by Jinje and Ola)

All That Jazz • Brothers and Sisters • Music To Shake The Papaya Down