In Shenkel Arein - The Great Cantors

By Music’s doing my brain swelled. Music took the helm And in a realm called outsider art my music urge shined. In a Jewish Cantor which ran well Upon my App fell. The Cantors, started singing In Shenkel Arein It made me “inside Odetta/Dylan” “Walking Down The Line” Lacked inside Judaica was my last name which was Raskin not even Steen or Stein. But the music I was hoarding. Judaica went the recording I was melting I was pouring It was on my meal It sealed the deal And by YTM went the music of Israel My Mental Health had an answer In a Yiddish manner And on came the great cantors