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Jeff Healey & the Jazz Wizards

Jeff Healey & the Jazz Wizards was a musical group led by Canadian singer and guitarist Jeff Healey. The band specialized in traditional jazz music and performed in the style of 1920s and 1930s jazz ensembles. With Healey's unique guitar playing technique, they created an energetic sound that merged traditional jazz with elements of blues and swing. The group released several albums during their active years and were known for their energetic live performances. more »

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2006

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Once a mockingbird, he was overheard
Singing out a word, to a cattle herd,
'All you bovine creatures, dig what I'm layin' down!

All you sinners drop everything.
Everything
Let the melody and the harmony ring.
Let it ring
Lift arms up to Heaven and sing.
Ring-a-ding
Sing you sinners, won't you sway and swing
What a thing

Start with clapping' y'hands all about.
All about
Don't be silent, Let the Lord hear y'shout
Shout it out
And just let the music come out
Of yer snout
Sing you sinners, wontcha' sway and swing
Check it out
Dig the drift of what I mean

In a world where there's no music, Old Scratch
Satan gets his kicks, He's up to his tricks
He'll be laughing up & down the banks, He, He, He!
Of that River Styx

You're so wicked, baby, and you're depraved
You can rave
It's apparent that you have mis-behaved
To your grave
But if you should want to be saved
Jus' behave
Take a listen now to the bird

Stop all that chewin' yer cud, and all that standin' in the mud there.
Swing, people! Swing every chortle from yer mortal portal.
I dig that everyone believes that cattle prodigies are like a sneeze
Hard blowin', missin one lick of blowin' talent to show.
If you sing, you gotta swing

Just remember that the day will come 
When you will just be steak on a plate.
Folk, you know it's fate!
So dig the music of the swing-o-sphere, 
Before yer swing arrives 
Too late.

That's a little too dark.
Still, it is true, 
We've got breath for such a limited time.
What are ya', stupid? 
You cows, you'd think to sing was a crime.

In defence now, hence now, 
Here comes Adele McCluck:

Mrs. Mockingbird, I must say, 
You haven't heard the friendly bellowing swing of our friends 
The cows as they shed their way from Teagarden to Fuller.
Instead of spendin' every day just sneakin' around to lift another lick,
These cats work on their cow-tone so when they get up to blow a 
Fatter bone-tone

Into the ozone.
And, furthermore

You tweety birds are always singin' away, 
Never givin' up a thought 
Of what you say.
We cows do, shedding takes up most of our day
So when we start & settle in to play we can say
A moo is an array of what cows have always known as the best and 
Only way to play.

What we mean to say is
Before the band will let you sing
Sing with Fletcher Henderson
You'd better get yourself to swing
Like the Bean or Satch
So your horn can blow a single note or two of deeper thinking
That's the way to swing
So set your mind upon a tone
When you're sheddin' all alone
And you will have a cornerstone
Like the bass trombone 
Blow your horn and take a bow
So that you're swingin' like the cows
Pythagoras would be so proud of us.

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