I know a fool who blows a horn
He comes from way down south
I ain't heard that blowing since I've been born
Like he puts that trombone to his mouth

He cries and moans, grunts and groans
He can groan just like a cow
But there ain't no one who is doing his stuff
 'Cause he won't teach 'em how

Oh Charlie, play that thing!
I mean that slide trombone
Charlie Green, oh, play that thing!
I mean that slide trombone

If Gabriel knew how you could blow
He'd let you lead his band, I know
Charlie Green, play that thing!
I mean that slide trombone

Oh Charlie, play that thing!
I mean that slide trombone
Make her talk, make her sing
I mean that slide trombone

Now you ain't see such shaking hips
Like when the trombone to his lips,
Charlie Green, play that thing!
I mean that slide trombone
I mean that slide trombone