There was a man, he stood alone Clutching in his hands, a wailing trombone Too many fans, he was the best Through the many years, he passed all the tests Yes, Don Drummond was the man with the big trombone Well, nobody else, Lord, he stood alone Don Drummond was the man with the big trombone Nobody else, did it on his own well Who can forget the man in the street With The Skatalites, a musical treat? Who can forget his music complete And the many fans who rocked to the beat? Yes, Don Drummond was the man with the big trombone Well, nobody else, Lord, he stood alone Don Drummond was the man with the big trombone Nobody else, did it on his own, go you! Well, whether you're white, whether you're black We want to give you now this musical track Who can forget this pulsating beat And the fun we had with music complete? Sing it now Don Drummond was the man with the big trombone Nobody else, Lord, he stood alone Don Drummond was the man with the big trombone Nobody else, did it on his own Oh, Don Drummond was the man with the big trombone Oh, Don Drummond was the man with the big trombone Don Drummond was the man with the big trombone Don Drummond was the man with the big trombone Alright Skatalites live

From way back here on the bandstand, She looked like a goddess in the lights, At some point in the set she'd turn Her face and glance my way most nights, I'd take a little solo, I'd play for her, she'd smile, return the favor, I'd make the sweetest love to her with every semiquaver. "There's a sadness in your playing," she said, "That penetrates my bones, Something in your intonation, something in your tone, Always understated, never overblown, My name for you is Sad Trombone. Yes, my name for you is Sad Trombone." It seemed like she'd found the secret key to my soul, And gathered up my broken life and somehow made me whole, We'd share a room together, my bandmates were all green, And they warned me 'bout some story in a movie they'd all seen. "There's a sadness in your playing," she said, "That penetrates my bones, Something in your intonation, something in your tone, Always understated, never overblown, My name for you is Sad Trombone. Yes, my name for you is Sad Trombone." Now when the light goes out and the Music stops and the curtains close, That's when your heartbeat race, Sadness on your face, and you can't take no more. I see you searching for your smile, We haven't seen that in a while, Now when the light goes out and the Music stops and the curtains close, That's Sad Trombone. We never made much money, the ticket counts were light, We'd count the bars until we reached some hotel for the night, She was my morning coffee, the butter on my toast, 'Til she got a better offer from some outfit on the coast. Oh, there's a sadness in my playing now, A desperate cry, a moan, Something in my choice of notes, Something in my tone, Sliding to the deepest bass from a lonely baritone, I guess I'll always be the Sad Trombone, I guess I'll always be the Sad Trombone. It's an old, old story, and one you've probably heard, You start out in a major key, then you're down a minor third, Aimlessly sliding, sinking like a stone, It doesn't get no deeper, than the scraps that you've been thrown, But some things they just stay with you, long after they have flown, And it always comes back down... to the bone, And it always comes back down... to the bone, Down to the bone, Down to the bone.

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Where did your fate go? Was I just to fall on my own? If this room was full of lies Is that how you fooled me with love? I see how you changed me, I know what you said It don't make me hate you, I wish that it did I'm, I'm trying to find words, trying to make sense If I don't try, where do I find the lies between the lines? Why does it hurt so much? Won't understand, no, I can't let this go Oh, you made plans now, you can't shut me down Ah, you're advanced, but you can't tell them now No, you can't tell them how You face the pain while your days are numbered You took the highway, you've done it always You hurt this woman, you put your needs first And I've heard this many times in my head, but it still remains That you had all of this Oh-oh, you still search for bad Oh, you fought all of this You don't even know how bad it got So much for you're my one and only You'd say that you were all mine You knew that your words were hard to stand by I was scared of change, but then I complied even though it hurt I stayed and now I'm glad you have it all But there's things that you can't buy Glad that you said sorry, but habits they die hard Why, you want to offer me love that you don't have? Loving you exhausted me, baby, and you charged, you charged I'll take the high road, I've done it always Our time is old, there's only one way You hurt this woman, you put your needs first It's played out many times in my head, but it still remains That you had all of this Oh-oh, you still search for bad Oh, you fought all of this You don't even know how bad it goes So much for you're my one and only (You had all of this) (Oh, you still search for bad) So much for you're my one and only (You fought all of this) (You don't even know how bad it got) So much for you're my one and only I'll wait, I'll wait for faster Only I quit I'll wait, I'll wait for faster I'm all for that I'll wait, I'll wait for faster Only I quit I'll wait, I'll wait for faster I'm all for that