Each Man Has His Own Music Bubbling

As Many Bands As You Heard [in New Orleans], That's How Many Bands You Heard Playing Right. I Thought I Was In Heaven Playing Second Trumpet In The Tuxedo Brass Band -- And They Had Some Funeral Marches That Would Just Touch Your Heart, They Were So Beautiful.

To Jazz, Or Not To Jazz, There Is No Question!

Some Of You Young Folks Been Saying To Me, "hey Pops, What You Mean 'what A Wonderful World'? How About All Them Wars All Over The Place? You Call Them Wonderful? And How About Hunger And Pollution? That Aint So Wonderful Either." Well How About Listening To Old Pops For A Minute. Seems To Me, It Aint The World That's So Bad But What We're Doin' To It. And All I'm Saying Is, See, What A Wonderful World It Would Be If Only We'd Give It A Chance. Love Baby, Love. That's The Secret, Yeah. If Lots More Of Us Loved Each Other, We'd Solve Lots More Problems. And Then This World Would Be A Gasser.

There's Only Two Ways To Sum Up Music; Either It's Good Or It's Bad. If It's Good You Don't Mess About It, You Just Enjoy It.

It Ain't Whatcha Say, It's The Way Howcha Say It.