You've got to be good or as bad as the devil.
You got to love to be able to play
To jazz, or not to jazz, there is no question!
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans. When that's where you left your heart. The moonlight on the bayou a creole tune that fills the air. I dream about magnolias in bloom and I'm wishin' I was there.
And I think to myself what a wonderful world. Oh, yeah.
It ain't whatcha say, it's the way howcha say it.