James Brown said,
Accent on the one,
"Give it up and turn it a loose"
When the Godfather of Soul told us, "Get down," we did
Every weekend of that cold winter, U.S. leaving 'Nam, Study? Where's the Party?
Keg in the kitchen, living room floor cleared, dance tape rolling, no disco only funk,
the Stones, Stevie, Marley, always Soul Brother Number One,
We drank, toked, danced, sang along with Aretha, ah hedonistic youth, lost, seeking,
we danced, though none of us could shimmy or do the splits like James,
we did sweat back that insistent cold, steam the windows, for a moment find the one.