I Remember Clifford

I know he'll never be forgotten
 Long as there's still sound
 He was a king uncrowned
 Not all kings are given crowns
 I know I'll always remember
 Always
 The warmth
 All his warmth
 Of his sound
 Was in his sound
 Lingers so long I'm sure he's still around
 Still around... Those who've heard
 For all those who've heard
 Truly, they repeat him yet
 Even yet
 So those who hear won't forget
 And the ever-present sound
 That abounds in his praise
 Echos throughout the universe
 For endless spans of time uncountable
 By days
 The pretty little piquant passages
 Clifford played
 They are with us now
 And I'm positive that they will endure
 Should time and sacred circumstance allow
 Yes, they'll live forever
 Oh, yes, I remember Clifford now
 Seems I always feel that Clifford's spirit's
 Hangin' roun' me somehow
 We remember
 Each and every single day
 I hear his lovely trumpet tone
 Such exquisite singing
 In every horn that seems to have a sound
 That's all its own
 So somebody tell me how
 How can we ever day for certain
 Someone that played
 Like Clifford Brown could play
 Could really be said to have gone away
 I only know that I hear him now
 And I believe that I always will
 You've got to believe
 I remember Clifford still, yes I hear him still
 I know he'll never be forgotten
 He was a king uncrowned
 I know I'll always remember '
 Member Clifford Brown
 I'll always remember Clifford Brown