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Verse 1
Edwin Pouchet, we
must never forget,
That great arranger, we must
remember
Document history, Oh what a memory
Such a humble man, with a love for
Pan
A true genius when it come to
arranging music
He gave it his heart and soul
To see him at work was something
amazing to behold
Bang bang etc…
Chorus
Compose, and
arrange pan music with a touch o’
class
Edwin’s Legacy, Edwin’s Legacy
Mentor, to all his pan players he
was unsurpassed
Edwin’s Legacy, Edwin’s Legacy
Hear de tenor pans, Prum!
Hear de guitar pans, Prum!
Hear the second pans, Prum!
Hear the cello pans
Ping pong etc…
Exciting, and strong, one to sing
along
Edwin’s Legacy.
Verse 2
Edwin Pouchet,
Junior was his senior
Junior set the pace, Edwin took his
place
To maintain the sound, of Silver
Stars profound
Sound of unity, sound of clarity
Never boastful, but he proved to be
so powerful
Not known to ever complain
Though underrated he kept coming
again and again
Bang bang etc…
Chorus
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Verse 3
His one design, to
be
first in de line
His style of strumming, meant
thunder coming
Left us in his prime, to keep up the
showtime
Left us all to moan, in this
battle zone
So now we must
wake up and launch a new
shock attack
To preserve his legacy
To keep the music entertaining,
bouncy but classy
Bang bang etc…
Chorus
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