San Francisco [bad word] clear and cold

Don't know if Im waking or Im dreaming

Riding with Fats Waller on the Super Chief

He said musics real the rest is seeming

Oh deep pain

Feeling that wont go away

There's the sound of his soul in the air

I can hear it up there

And I know he left those soul shadows

On my mind on my mind on my mind

Soul shadows on my mind

On my mind on my mind

Soul shadows on my mind

On my mind on my mind

Standing by the window as a 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 wont go away

Left the sound of their souls in the air

I hear out there and I know

They left them soul shadows all on my mind

On my mind on my mind

They left them soul shadows all on my mind

On my mind on my mind

They left soul shadows on my mind

They left them shadows on my mind

They left them soul shadows on my mind