Clif---------------------------------------ford   I know he'll never be forgotten   Long as there's still sound   He was a king uncrowned   Not all kings are given crowns   I know I'll always remember       Always   The warmth   All his warmth   Of his sound   Was in his sound   Lingers so long I'm sure he's still around   Still around -------------Those who've heard   For all those who've heard      Truly, they repeat him yet   Even yet      So those who hear won't forget   And the ever-present sound   That abounds in his praise   Echos throughout the universe   For endless spans of time uncountable   By days   The pretty little piquant passages   Clifford played   They are with us now   And I'm positive that they will endure   Should time and sacred circumstance allow   Yes, they'll live forever      Oh, yes, I remember Clifford now   Seems I always feel that Clifford's spirit's   Hangin' roun' me somehow   We remember      Each and every single day   I hear his lovely trumpet tone      Such exquisite singing      In every horn that seems to have a sound   That's all its own   So somebody tell me how   How can we ever day for certain   Someone that played   Like Clifford Brown could play   Could really be said to have gone away      I only know that I hear him now   And I believe that I always will   You've got to believe   I remember Clifford still, yes I hear him still      I know he'll never be forgotten   He was a king uncrowned      I know I'll always remember   'Member Clifford Brown   I'll always remember Clifford Brown