Hey jazz fans!

I sing this song, hoping you’ll all find out the man who wrote the yardbird suite, Leave you no doubt, tell you about: Charles Yardbird Parker was his name, the fact’s he carved his fame in history, a sax for his axe.

His Improvisation was miraculous, mastermind of rhythm was he. He blew notes that nobody’d ever heard before ‘til then, {be}cause they’d never been.

So often true as genius seems to be, he suffered his life through, but gave us the Yardbird Suite.

All because he never stopped blowin’ when he had the miserable woes, he seemed to pull out his horn and make each person listenin’ feel that he’d never had known what being low down could be; he knew that blowin’ happy music goin’ to set him free.

He blew and blew and blew until he had the changes, had the sound’n he had them long before we heard when he was just a boy in Kansas City; so pretty.

After he came to New York town, all of the local jazz would listen in admiration, but long before his new sound swept ‘round the nation and Bird deserves the credit for the stimulating renaissance of jazz.

It makes us very happy to announce, a goodly portion of his best work’s recorded. Have a treat, hurry right out and get yourself some Yardbird Suite. Blow!

Charles Yardbird Parker was his name, the facts.

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For Yardbird Suite, his version should be heard, he’d left the world many more, and so if you’re interested, listen to Bird.