Jim Croce - Charley Green, Play That Slide Trombone lyrics

I know a fool who blows a horn, He comes from ‘way down South, Oh yeah; And you ain't seen such blowin' since you been born, Like when a trombone's to his mouth. He wails and moans, grunts and groans. He can moan just like a cow; And you ain't seen such blowin' Since you been born, ‘Cause he won't show ‘em how. Oh, Charley, won't you play that thing, I mean the slide trombone Make it talk, Make it sing, I mean the slide trombone. If Gabriel knew how you could blow, He'd let you lead his band, I know. Oh, Charley, won't you play that thing, I mean the slide trombone. Oh, Charley, play that thing, I mean the slide trombone. Make it talk, Make it sing, I mean the slide trombone. Now you ain't seen such movin' hips, Like when the trombone's to his lips. Charley Green, play that thing, I mean the slide trombone, Oh, yeah, I mean the slide trombone.