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

(x5)



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

{vocal "harmonica" solo}



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

(x19)

Say it loud!

I'm funky and I'm proud!

I'm aging!

Old funk