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The World of Jazz


Hear those trumpets scream and shrill Hear that bass so cool and chill Listen to the trombones sliding Back and forth and forth and back Listen to the saxes how sultry they sound and how their bells curl up Open up your ears to the Drum set and auxiliary How they go Zaba-Doo-Da! and Doo-Ba-Doo Crash! Feel that beat of counts 2 and 4 in your feet Feel your heart beat along with the bass drum Now pay attention to the vocalist How she skits and she skats Doo-doo-doooo Daht! Daht! Daht! And just when you think the song is gonna end The dynamic gets soft and.. BAM! Goes the big band How sweet and dandy are the pianist's chords They sound just as beautiful as the vocalist's words The groove goes on and it's comin' to an end And now for the grand finale... The last note with Every horn blasting With a deep rich sound But wait a minute- not the trumpets They're wailing from the top of their lungs With a sound so high It'll make your soul wanna fly and cry, and scream, and shout! And infinitely applaud the jazz band Without a doubt.

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