Creole Man

I am the Creole man.
I make you sing and dance and waltz awhile
You dance to my melodies, sleep to my memory
I know you smile
I am the Creole man
I come from foreign lands to spread the news
I sing ‘till you’re ok… wish for you brighter days and play for you
I am the Creole man.
I come from foreign lands by boats and all
Mixed with the Kings and Queens of African royalty and Indian soil
I am the Creole man the keeper of the flame and of your soul
I’ll have you in my heart, though we are miles apart and keep you whole
I hope you dance with me to a French melody and Indian drum or Congo sacred praise… or second-line parade all for fun.
I am the Creole man (4x)
I am the Creole man
I come to you today with words of love
Just as my ancestors from Nova Scotia and Africa
I am the Creole man (4x)
I am the Creole man
I give to you my gifts… I give my hands
I am Creole man
I’m from the earth and land…
The Creole man