Ragtime was my lullaby.
I don't think I'll ever be president of anything.
Traveling with a big band is like being an inmate in a traveling zoo.
I know Mother named me after a railroad man, but it's too late now, I'm afraid. Much, much too late.
I'm singing the music publisher's theme song - it ain't a commercial.
The recollection of how, when and where it all happened became vague as the lingering strains hung in the rafters of the studio. I wanted to shout back at it, Maybe I didn't write you, but I found you.