Slim, he was walkin up and down where he was and jess carryin along that jump-song goin as fast, well, like that bus I was tellin you about earlier.
Slim, he was walkin up and down where he was and jess carryin along that jump-song goin as fast, well, like that bus I was tellin you about earlier. He was pushin the horn to go ever’ old way zippin here and zoopin there, he then all drawed-out himself on one breath way high up, and threw it way down “BAWP” and back again in the middle, and the drummer-man looked up from his crashing sticks and yelled “Go Slim!” jess like that. Charley, he was poundin on the piano with all his fingers spread, blam, jess when Slim is catchin his breath, and blam again when Slim comes back. Grandpa, Slim had more breath than ten men and could go on all night like that. Wow, I never heard anything like it, and anybody makin some noise and music by himself. Sheila, she jess sat there grinnin at her old Slim and knocked her hands together under the table to the beat of the drum. Well, I done the same thing. I shore wished I could dance right then.
