[Intro – Spoken Soft & Raspy]
Yeah now…
Mmm…
Some nights the moon hangs low over the river, baby…
Trumpets cry like old souls prayin’ through the dark…
And love?
Love ain’t always polished gold…
Sometimes it’s smoke… whiskey… and a heartbeat.
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[Verse 1]
I found you down on Burgundy Street,
Red dress swayin’ to a slow backbeat,
Streetlight glow on your honey skin,
Lord have mercy, where ya been?
Piano laughin’, bourbon burnin’,
Whole room slow while the world kept turnin’,
You smiled once and my knees gave way,
Like Sunday mornin’ learned to sway.
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[Pre-Chorus]
Ohhhh…
When you held my hand that night,
Even the trumpet started cryin’ right…
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[Chorus]
Sing low, sweet darlin’, sing low,
Like an old brass angel from New Orleans soul,
Wrap me in velvet, hold me tight,
Dance me through the blue midnight.
Ohhh baby don’t let go,
Let the saxophone moan real slow,
If heaven got a front porch light,
I swear it sounds like this tonight.
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[Verse 2]
Your laugh rolled warm like summer rain,
Washed clean every ounce of pain,
I been broken, bruised, and worn,
Like an old jazz horn till you came along.
Candles melted by the barroom wall,
Folks quit talkin’ just to watch us fall,
Into a rhythm smooth and deep,
The kind of love old ghosts still keep.
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[Bridge – Spoken/Sung]
Now listen here, sugar…
Life’s gonna bruise ya…
World’s gonna use ya…
But when that trumpet sings?
When that upright bass walks slow?
When somebody loves ya honest?
Mmm…
That’s when the good Lord leans down close.
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[Big Jazz Chorus]
Sing low, sweet darlin’, sing low,
Spin me ‘round where the blue lights glow,
Trumpets cry and the whole band sways,
Like salvation in a smoky haze.
Ohhh honey take my soul,
Pour it in that old trombone,
If forever’s got a melody,
I pray it sounds like you and me.
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[Outro – Slow & Raspy]
Yeahhhh…
Let that piano play a little longer now…
Don’t rush the night…
Some loves fade fast…
But this one?
Mmm…
This one got jazz in its bones.
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