1. Jazz Teacher to Student
Let me teach ya somethinʼ, boy:
Life for meʼs bin no Steinway Grand,
Itʼs had missinʼ keys,
And broken pedals,
And torn strings,
And splintas in the frame -
Dreadful.
But all the time
I bin playinʼ mʼ song,
And changinʼ the pitch,
And alterinʼ the tempo,
And at times aimlessly improvisinʼ,
When there bin no notes to follow,
So, donʼcha quit playinʼ,
Donʼcha rest yʼ fingers on the keys,
ʻCause ya find yʼ notes kinda hard.
Keep playinʼ yʼ tune -
For Iʼm still goinʼ,
Iʼm still playinʼ mine,
And life for meʼs bin no Steinway Grand.