Spoken:
That was the Kansas City by the one and only Jim Jackson, guitar player from Memphis, Tennessee, back in the early twenties. This is by the one and only Big Joe Turner:
Well I been to Kansas City, girls and everything was really all right
You know the boys jump and swing until the broad daylight
Well I dreamed last night, I was standing on 18th and Vine
I shook hands with Piney Brown and I could hardly keep from crying
Well, Come to me baby, I wanna tell you why I'm in love with you
Please come to me baby, I wanna tell you why I'm in love with you
Because you understand, every little thing I do
I wanna watch you baby, while the tears roll down your cheek
Yes, I wanna watch you baby, while the tears roll down your cheek
I wanna hold your hand, and tell you that your kind can't be beat
Tell you that your kind can't be beat