Man, I was in a place
 Called [bad word] #39;, Mississippi one time
 And I heard someone on my way by
 Sounded a little something like raw funk to me
 So I slowed down and took a listen
 And this is all I could hear, baby

 Whoa-hah-hey
 Whoa-hah-ha
 (x5)

 It got so good to me, man, that I [bad word] #39;
 My feets was tired anyhow
 So I reached in my inside pocket
 And got my harp out
 Sit down by old beat-up railroad train
 And get me get myself
 little of that old funky thang
 {vocal "harmonica" solo}

 Yeah!
 Yeah, I'm ?
 Yeah, whoa!
 Yeah
 Mm-m-hmmm
 Yeah

 Can you all feel what I mean?
 This is what you call
 Waaay-back yonder funk

 Whoa ha hey
 Whoa ha ha
 (x19)
 Say it loud!
 I'm funky and I'm proud!
 I'm aging!
 Old funk