I Lost The Rythm
You see before you a sad calypso man
A very sad thing happened to me (let me tell you)
It isnt like a calypso man to cry
But when you hear my trouble, youll see
If I had lost all my money or my wife ran away
To a calypso man these things are small
But what happened to this calypso man is the saddest blow of all
I lost the rhythm
I can hear the melody
The band is sweet
But, gee, Im just not with them
I lost the rhythm
Where is the drumbeat?
The trumpet player can be proud
At least plays the music loud
But some beat, wheres the drumbeat?
When I lose the beat its as though I were dead (Oh, I got it!)
The tune may be sweet, but my feet are like lead
Who cares for the words if the music is hot
I gotta hear drums or dance I can not!
(You see, its a very, very terrible thing)
(Herb Alpert, what are you doing here? This is Jamaica, not Tijuana and wheres the beat?)
So give me rhythm
Mister, if you play for me
The song can be in any key
Who cares if its a symphony or bop
Oh, but I lost the rhythm
Its just as well the song is over so Ill stop
Oy vey!
