Back in the fifties
In my teenage years
Music was all about dancing
We slow-danced and we jitterbugged
Answering rhythms with our feet
Bodies young and happy
Legendary Red Tops band
In the Mississippi Delta
Had a tune which stopped the show
When Rufus McKay sang Danny Boy
Golden trumpet soaring high
We stood still entranced
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Music is such a strong part of the phases of life, isn’t it?
Fun one, Ina!
It sure is. I’m not up on today’s music but like it anyway., especially hip hop.
I think whatever music makes us happy is hip for us! 🙂
Right, Dale!!
Absolutely!
Right!
Magical!
Thanks, Bill. I hear music from that time and my body still wants to move. 🙂