I know he'll never be forgotten He was a king uncrowned I know I'll always remember The warmth of his sound lingers so long I'm sure he's still around For those who heard, they repeated yet So those who've heard won't forget The sound of each phrase Echoes the time uncountable by days The things he played are with us now And they'll endure should time allow Oh yes, I remember Clifford I seem to always hear him play somehow Every day I hear his lovely tone In every trumpet sound that has meaning own its own So how can we say Someone so real has really gone away? I hear him now, I always will Believe me, I remember Clifford still So how can we say Someone so real has really gone away? I hear him now, I always will Believe me, I remember Clifford still