text: When Charlie speaks of Lester
  You know someone great has gone
  The sweetest swinging music man
  Had a Porkie Pig hat on
  A bright star
  In a dark age
  When the bandstands had a thousand ways
  Of refusing a black man admission
  Black musician
  In those days they put him in an
  Underdog position
  Cellars and chittlins
  When Lester took him a wife
  Arm and arm went black and white
  And some saw red
  And drove them from their hotel bed
  Love is never easy
  Its short of the hope we have for happiness
  Bright and sweet
  Love is never easy street!
  Now we are black and white
  Embracing out in the lunatic New York night
  Its very unlikely well be driven out of town
  Or be hung in a tree
  Thats unlikely!
  Tonight these crowds
  Are happy and loud
  Children are up dancing in the streets
  In the sticky middle of the night
  Summer serenade
  Of taxi horns and fun arcades
  Where right or wrong
  Under neon
  Every feeling goes on!
  For you and me
  The sidewalk is a history book
  And a circus
  Dangerous clowns
  Balancing dreadful and wonderful perceptions
  They have been handed
  Day by day
  Generations on down
  We came up from the subway
  On the music midnight makes
  To Charlies bass and Lesters saxophone
  In taxi horns and brakes
  Now Charlies down in Mexico
  With the healers
  So the sidewalk leads us with music
  To two little dancers
  Dancing outside a black bar
  Theres a sign up on the awning
  It says Pork Pie Hat Bar
  And theres black babies dancing...
  Tonight!