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Man, I was in a place called keep runnin', 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, hey, whoa
Whoa, hey, whoa
Whoa, hey, whoa
Whoa, hey, whoa
Whoa, hey, whoa, whoa
It got so good to me, man, that I stopped runnin'
My feet 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
Yeah, [Incomprehensible]
Whoa, hey, whoa
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Can you all feel what I mean?
This is what you call way back yonder funk
Whoa, hey, whoa, whoa, hey, whoa
Whoa, hey, whoa, whoa, hey, whoa
Whoa, hey, whoa, whoa, hey, whoa
- Album:
- First You Gotta Shake the Gate
- Standing On the Verge of Getting It On
- Toys
- Miscellaneous
- Maggot Brain
- One Nation Under A Groove
- America Eats Its Young
- Free Your Mind And Your Ass Will Follow
- The Electric Spanking Of War Babies
- Music for Your Mother
- Finest
- Motor City Madness
- Funkadelic
- Free Your Mind...
- The Original Cosmic Funk Crew
- Ultimate Breaks & Beats, Volume 2
- The Best of Charly Groove
- The Essential Funkadelic
- The Best of Funkadelic 1976-1981
- Cosmic Slop