The Memory Of Things Gone Is Important

There's A Thing I've Dreamed Of All My Life, And I'll Be Damned If It Don't Look Like It's About To Come True-to Be King Of The Zulu's Parade. After That, I'll Be Ready To Die.

Making Money Ain't Nothing Exciting To Me. You Might Be Able To Buy A Little Better Booze Than The Wino On The Corner. But You Get Sick Just Like The Next Cat And When You Die You're Just As Graveyard Dead As He Is.

When I Was Young And Very Green, I Worte That Tune, Sister Kate, And Someone Said That's Fine, Let Me Publish It For You. I'll Give You Fifty Dollars. I Didn't Know Nothing About Papers, And Business, And I Sold It Outright.

The Memory Of Things Gone Is Important To A Jazz Musician. Things Like Old Folks Singing In The Moonlight In The Back Yard On A Hot Night Or Something Said Long Ago.

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...