Words and Music: John Solar
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fiogf49gjkf0d In London, 1968, the Hammond ruled the scene,
With Fame, Bond, and Money but Auger was king,
He was bumpin' on sunset, so whatcha gonna do,
Befour and after, the air was filled with Jools
Well, God blessed the Trinity, things had to move on,
The years to follow brought us Oblivion songs,
With Truth and Freedom and happiness around the bend,
With Truth and Freedom, I've got my second wind
When the music finds the groove, it Augers well,
It might be rhythm and blues, it Augers well,
When you hear the bark of the Rhodes, it Augers well,
or a B3 playing sweet and low, it Augers well
He took us to a different land and the dawn of the day,
Making that organ dance in his funkified way,
With Truth and Freedom, and some inner city blues,
With Truth and Freedom, you're never gonna lose
Although the times may change, we don't look away,
Just sit at that Fender Rhodes, and play that break,
With Truth and Freedom and happiness around the bend,
With Truth and Freedom, I've got my second wind
When the music finds the groove, it Augers well,
It might be rhythm and blues, it Augers well,
When you hear the bark of the Rhodes, it Augers well,
or a B3 playing sweet and low, it Augers well
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