The Duke in Berlin Songtext
von Will Currie & the Country French

The Duke in Berlin Songtext

Wing tips fluttered away from
pedals swayed by the dots that you gave.
There's no longer a way I know of to play.
Bridgers will move to Paris.
Billy will try to make his own way.
For a brief time today,
I notice that you were my Strayhorn, Danny.
And I was the Duke in Berlin.

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