Goodbye Pork Pie Hat

When Charlie speaks of Lester

You know someone great has gone

The sweetest swinging music man

Had a Porkie Pig hat on

A bright star in a dark age

When the bandstands had a thousand ways

Of refusing a black man admission

Black musician in those days they put him in

An underdog position

Cellars and chitlins

When Lester took him a wife

Arm in arm went black and white

And some saw red

And drove them from their hotel bed

Love is never easy

It's short of the hope we have for happiness

Bright and sweet, love is never easy street

Now we are black and white

Embracing out in the lunatic New York night

It's very unlikely we'll be driven out of town

Or be hung in a tree, that's unlikely

Tonight these crowds are happy and loud

Children are up dancing in the streets

In the sticky middle of the night

Summer serenade of taxi horns and fun arcades

Where right or wrong under neon

Every feeling goes on for you and me

The sidewalk is a history book and a circus

Dangerous clowns balancing dreadful and wonderful perceptions

They have been handed day by day, generations on down

We came up from the subway on the music midnight makes

To Charlie's bass and Lester's saxophone in taxi horns and brakes

Now Charlie's down in Mexico with the healers

So the sidewalk leads us with music to two little dancers

Dancing outside a black bar

There's a sign up on the awning

It says "Pork Pie Hat Bar"

And there's black babies dancing tonight