Man, I was in a place Called Keeprunnin', Mississippi one time And I heard someone on my way by Sounded a little something like raw funk to me So I slowed down and took a listen And this is all I could hear, baby Whoa-hah-hey Whoa-hah-ha (5x) It got so good to me, man, that I stopped runnin' My feets was tired anyhow So I reached in my inside pocket And got my harp out Sit down by old beat-up railroad train And get me get myself A little of that old funky thang Yeah! Yeah, I'm? Yeah, whoa! Yeah Mm-m-hmmm Yeah Can you all feel what I mean? This is what you call Waaay-back yonder funk Whoa ha hey Whoa ha ha Say it loud! I'm funky and I'm proud! I'm aging! Old funk
