Lyrics
[Intro] [Brass Trumpet Warm-up Riff & Coin Drop in Case]
Blow sweet, buzz... open horn case on the weathered pine
A street musician melody of pure design
[Verse 1] [Brass Trumpet & Upright Bass]
Old velvet-lined trumpet case on the boardwalk floor
Playing out his music by the silence door
Gold-lacquered brass horn singing to the sky
Watching the coastal gulls fly
Dollar bills and silver coins dropping in the case
Putting a grateful smile upon his face
Weathered timber planks vibrating with the sound
The richest street jazz to be found
[Pre-Chorus] [Rhodes Chords & Brush Snare]
Improvising notes that mingle with the sea
A testament of spirit wild and free
[Chorus] [Soulful Street-Jazz Drop]
Open velvet trumpet case catching dollar bills
Giving our grateful hearts artistic thrills
On the crowded boards of Santa Monica Pier
Where every single note is warm and clear
Play on, blow true, let the brass horn ring
The sweetest blessing that the street could bring
[Verse 2] [Felt Piano & Bassline]
I drop a five-dollar bill in the velvet slot
Thankful for the music that the afternoon got
He nods his head and plays a soulful run
Washed in the golden Pacific sun
[Bridge] [Soulful Vocal Belt & Trumpet Solo Battle]
Oh, street musicians keep the culture grand
Spreading their melodies across the land
Trumpets, velvet, silence and an honest heart
Where every noble passion has to start
[Chorus] [Full Grand Street-Jazz Climax]
Open velvet trumpet case catching dollar bills
Giving our grateful hearts artistic thrills
On the crowded boards of Santa Monica Pier
Where every single note is warm and clear
Play on, blow true, let the brass horn ring
The sweetest blessing that the street could bring
[Outro] [Trumpet Note Rings Out & Crowd Applause]
Brass trumpet on the planks...
Street soul.
[Fade Out]
[End]