Trombone Butter

I know a fool that blows a horn, He came from way down south, I ain't heard such blowin' since I was born When that trombone's in his mouth! He wails and moans, He grunts and groans, He moans just like a cow! Nobody else can do his stuff, For he won't teach them how! Oh Cholly, blow that thing, That slide trombone; Make it talk, make it sing, Lawdy, where did you get that tone? If Gabriel knows how you could blow, He'll let you lead his band, I know! Oh Cholly, blow that thing, Play that slide trombone. Oh Cholly, make it sing, That slide trombone, You'll even make a king Get down off his throne; And he would breaka leg, I know, A-doin' the charleston while you blow! Oh Cholly Green, play that thing, I mean that slide trombone!