Listen everybody, and hear every word I say
I bounce a man who lives good, but he's not around today
He was a king of the trombone, and no one could take his throne
But with a life, Lord, he took our lives, and leave us all to mourn
Don't be the drummer
What's his name? Don't be, Lord, you know he was insane
I'm moaning, I'm moaning, I'm moaning, say that I'm moaning, Lord
Listen to me, all
He was beloved by the people
Both from near and far
But now he's gone to rest, Lord, we miss him so
Don't be the drummer
What's his name? Don't be, Lord, we all miss him so
I'm moaning, I'm moaning, I'm moaning, I'm moaning, say that I'm moaning
I was there, I was there, when they took him away
Somebody from the crowd, somebody began to moan
There he goes
Mm-hmm
Mm-hmm
Mm-hmm