The Corner chords and lyrics - QUINCY JONES

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[Verse 1]
[Em]It had to be sweetness
'Cause I'd been in New York all the time, and he brought Charlie Parker in this hotel [G]room,
in the Booker Washington Hotel
[C]There was nothing to do but play, [D#]you know,
and we had a lot of fun trying to play, you know
That [G#]man, Charlie [Em]Parker, was mine
That was the first time I ever had the
pleasure to meet Dizzy Gillespie
[G#]I can remember Miles
[G]Miles was in my [Em]original band
And Charlie Parker created the sound, and the moment I heard [G]him I [Em]said,
"that's how music should [G]sound"
[Em]

[Verse 2]
A tribute to the Birdman,
the father of Birdland
A masterpiece that release the horns,
words and
The musical greats, salute the late
Mentor, inventor of a sound
that dates back
From bebop to pop and pop
to hip hop
We fused the times of jazzing
rhymes and got
Kool Moe Dee and Big Daddy Kane
To bring [C]on the legends; Kane,
[Em]hit the names

[Verse 3]
[Em]I kick a rap to what you can relax to
A jazz soloist,
play away with the sax
To get the job done,
next one up to do his duty
Ladies and gentlemen,

[Interlude 1]
mister James Moody
[Em][C#m]

[Verse 4]
[Em]No one goes th[Bm]e mile li[Em]ke Miles Davis
Watch how he plays
this trumpet and pump it
Just like a mechanic handles a tool
Here's the rebirth of the [G]cool
[Em][G]
[Bb][Fm][D][G][D#]

[Verse 5]
[Em]What kind of noise can a string bring
Making you swing and sing things
of a musical fling
Well listen to this star,
next up [C#m]is our–
Oh, George [Em]Benson bringing the guitar
[G]
[Asus4][Em]

[Verse 6]
[F#m][C]
[G]A voice of choice use[Em]d just
like an instrument
So magnificent, I'm proud to present
Divine, Sassy or A.K.A Sarah Vaughan
[D#]Honey, you'r[G#]e on

[Interlude 2]
[C#m]
[A][C#m][Em]

[Verse 7]
I'm introducin' a bop revolu[Em]tion
In jazz that has pizazz, he
is one player usin' it
Ask who is he, his first name's Dizzy
Last name Gillespie,
now watch him get [Fm]busy

[Interlude 3]
[D][C#m]
[Em][D#][C#m]

[Verse 8]
[C#m]Allow me to tell a story about Ella
Fitzgerald, who's sound can
never be sterile
A woman with flexibility of range
Making octaves change,
go 'head do your [Em]thing[G]

[Verse 9]
[F]This [Em]is[C]
[G]a[Em]
shoutout to one more man
Joe Zawinul, the writer of Birdland
[Em][C#m][E][Em]

[Verse 10]
[A][Em]
In the fifties, this was the place to be
From the bands down to
the maitre'd
Now, who could forget the
MC on the set
The emollient voice of Pee

[Verse 11]
Wee Marquette
Ladies and gentlemen,
as you know we have something special down here at Birdland this evening

[Verse 12]
A sound so profound it's come
back around
52nd Street is now world- renowned
With horn licks with kick,
and swift riffs to stick
Today bebop makes the hip hop pick
These musical genius's souls
are so clever
They changed the face
of music forever
And if you can't understand
Here's a [Em]past and present Birdland