Daddy started out in San Francisco
Tootin' on his trumpet loud and mean
Suddenly a voice said, "Go forth, Daddy
Spread the picture on a wider screen."
And the voice said, "Daady, there’s a million pigeons
Ready to be hooked on new religions
Hit the road, Daddy. Leave your common-law wife
Spread the religion of the rhythm of life."
And the rhythm of life is a powerful beat
Puts a tingle in your fingers and a tingle in your feet
Rhythm in your bedroom, rhythm in the street
Yes, the rhythm of life is a powerful beat
To feel the rhythm of life
To feel the powerful beat
To feel the tingle in your fingers
To feel the tingle in your feet
Daddy spread the gospel in Milwaukee
Took his walkie-talkie to Rocky Ridge
Blew his way to Canton, then to…