San Francisco morning coming clear and cold Don't know if I'm waking or I'm dreaming Riding with Fats Waller on the Super Chief He said, "Music's real, the rest is seeming"
Oh, deep pain Feelings that won't go away Left the sound of his soul in the air I can hear it out there and I know
They left those soul shadows On my mind, on my mind, on my mind They left a soul shadow On my mind, on my mind, on my mind
Standing by the window as the fog rolls in I swear I can hear a far off music Jelly Roll is playing down in Storyville And Satchmo is wailing in Chicago
You ought to heard 'em play Feelings that won't go away Left the sound of their souls in the air I can hear it out there and I know
They left those soul shadows On my mind, on my mind, on my mind They left a soul shadow On my mind, on my mind, on my mind
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