[Instrumental] [Intro] How a tired old trumpet can pull you back in. Two fingers of bourbon and not much to lose. [Verse 1] The band’s in the corner, the sax takes a turn, Most coffee’s gone cold but I still wanna learn [Hook] keeps swayin’ , keeps swayin’ How the room when the bartender grins, keeps swayin’ , ( keeps swayin’ ) [Verse 2] The crowd hums low, the drummer keeps time, Like a train from the anyway with a sweet little rhyme. [Hook] keeps swayin’ , keeps swayin’ How the room when the bartender grins, keeps swayin’ , ( keeps swayin’ ) [Drop] Like grea-t drums some new bands singing beautiful jazz and grooves
