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James Joseph Brown (May 3, 1933 – December 25, 2006) was an American singer, songwriter, dancer, musician, record producer and bandleader. A progenitor of funk music and a major figure of 20th century popular music and dance, he is often referred to as the "Godfather of Soul". In a career that lasted 50 years, he influenced the development of several music genres.
Brown began his career as a gospel singer in Toccoa, Georgia. He joined an R&B vocal group
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Anderson & Weill's Broadway standard "September Song"
Recorded by James Brown on the 1970 album Soul On Top
[Verse]
A7 E7
Oh, it's a long time from May to December
F#7 B7 E7
But the days grow short when you reach September
A7 E7
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
F#7 B7 E7
One hasn't got time for the waiting game
[Bridge]
Am D7 Bbm
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
Am D7 Bbm B
September, November
A7 E7
And these precious days I'll spend with you overnight
F#7 B7 E7
These precious days I'll spend with you
[Solo]
A7 E7 F#7 B7 E7
A7 E7 F#7 B7 E7
[Bridge]
Am D7 Bbm
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
Am D7 Bbm B
September, November
C#m F# C B
These precious days
N.C.
I'll spend, I'll spend, I'll spend with you
[Outro]
E7 A7
Ohh-ho, Let me spend 'em
E7 A7
Don't cut me short, let me spend 'em
E7
Woman, let me tell ya
A7
Tell ya what I'll do
E7
I'll put mo' glide in yo' stride
A7
Mo' gut in yo' strut
E7 A7
I don't dig it, I don't dig it
E7
You can't be old
A7
Without a hole in yo' soul
E7
Put mo' glide in yo' stride
A7
Mo' gut in yo' strut
E7 A7
I'm a mess, I'm a mess
E7
Baby, can you guess?
A7
Hey-hey-hey YEAH!!!
(Brown continues to spit and scream ad lib rhymes over E7 A7 progression until fade)
Recorded by James Brown on the 1970 album Soul On Top
[Verse]
A7 E7
Oh, it's a long time from May to December
F#7 B7 E7
But the days grow short when you reach September
A7 E7
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
F#7 B7 E7
One hasn't got time for the waiting game
[Bridge]
Am D7 Bbm
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
Am D7 Bbm B
September, November
A7 E7
And these precious days I'll spend with you overnight
F#7 B7 E7
These precious days I'll spend with you
[Solo]
A7 E7 F#7 B7 E7
A7 E7 F#7 B7 E7
[Bridge]
Am D7 Bbm
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
Am D7 Bbm B
September, November
C#m F# C B
These precious days
N.C.
I'll spend, I'll spend, I'll spend with you
[Outro]
E7 A7
Ohh-ho, Let me spend 'em
E7 A7
Don't cut me short, let me spend 'em
E7
Woman, let me tell ya
A7
Tell ya what I'll do
E7
I'll put mo' glide in yo' stride
A7
Mo' gut in yo' strut
E7 A7
I don't dig it, I don't dig it
E7
You can't be old
A7
Without a hole in yo' soul
E7
Put mo' glide in yo' stride
A7
Mo' gut in yo' strut
E7 A7
I'm a mess, I'm a mess
E7
Baby, can you guess?
A7
Hey-hey-hey YEAH!!!
(Brown continues to spit and scream ad lib rhymes over E7 A7 progression until fade)
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