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Track Summary Music Track Title: Trumpet Playin' Man Catalog ID: 1129862 ISRC: US5UL2228500 |
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Description: In the inimitable style of the great crooners like Frank Sinatra & Tony Bennet, here Greg Johnson of Davis, California sings a heart warming song fusing the genres of Traditional Pop Vocals, Jazz and Easy Listening singing about love, unrequited love, longing & matters dear to the heart. |
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Social Media Link: https://www.audiosparx.com/sa/archive/Pop/Easy-Listening/Trumpet-Playin-Man/1129862 |
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Artist or Group: Greg Johnson |
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Keywords: Male Vocals Pop Easy Listening love |
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Music Genre > Subgenre Pop Music Easy listening |
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Extended Properties Duration: 4:38 Tempo: Slow BPM: 76 |
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Arrangement: Band / Ensemble Instruments: Guitar, Drum Kit, Electric Guitar, Organ, Trumpet, Vibraphone, Violin, Bass Guitar, Keyboard Vocal Mix: Male Vocals Language: English |
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Moods: Alluring, Beautiful, Calm, Comforting, Contemplative, Dreamy, Heartwarming, Intelligent, Longing, Loving, Meaningful, Melancholic, Moving, Nostalgic, Passionate, Reflective, Romantic, Serene, Sophisticated, Stirring |
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Styles: 1960s (Sixties), 1970s (Seventies), Broadway & Theatre, Club / Bar / Lounge, Dance / Slow Dance, Film Theme Song, Film Vocal, Movie Trailer, TV Theme Song, TV Vocal |
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Lyrical Topics: Devotion, Heartache, Relationships, Romance, Affection |
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Lyrics
Trumpet Playin’ Man
Last night down on Becker Street Where all those hungry wolves and evening ladies meet I saw you slip out of your car And make your way to our favorite bar I heard the cats that play on Wednesday night And I began to see the light As we danced to the music Caught your glances oh so sly Saw you peek into the corner From the corner of my eye Now I know it was all part of the plan You had a thing for that Trumpet Playin' Man Remember how it used to be? I played that sweet guitar And your eyes shone for me Now you trade those steely things The wind has changed To brass and horny things I'll drink scotch whiskey to the Deacon Blues And you can live the life you choose But don't you lose my number Keep it tucked inside your coat Never know just when that trumpet Might produce a sour note His whole routine may be a Royal Scam Babe, beware now of that Trumpet Playin' Man He's the king of scammy scoundrels A dishonest Dr. Wu We both know that Katy Lies But he does too So don't you lose my number Keep it tucked inside your coat Never know just when that trumpet Might produce a sour note His whole routine may be a Royal Scam Babe, beware now of that Trumpet Playin' Man |
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