The Jazz Man who couldn't stay
On the dark side of Orleans
I found a pair of green socks and Cheshire cat grin
Both of which belonged to the Music Magician
With gusto and a glass of wine
Art was his only crime
He hits his notes
He takes in tokes
But when the lights go out he’s gone
Because he’s only there to play one song
From out his piano come balloons and fireflies
The ladies go crazy and the melody never dies
Homeless, he was a genie in a duffle bag
He drinks Bourbon from God’s golden ladle
He sleeps in the Devil’s cradle
Armed with a black umbrella
he flies from town to town
To spread his magic music all around
His gumbo is cloudy his intentions are clear
Never love a magic magician
Or your heart will disappear.
I found a pair of green socks and Cheshire cat grin
Both of which belonged to the Music Magician
With gusto and a glass of wine
Art was his only crime
He hits his notes
He takes in tokes
But when the lights go out he’s gone
Because he’s only there to play one song
From out his piano come balloons and fireflies
The ladies go crazy and the melody never dies
Homeless, he was a genie in a duffle bag
He drinks Bourbon from God’s golden ladle
He sleeps in the Devil’s cradle
Armed with a black umbrella
he flies from town to town
To spread his magic music all around
His gumbo is cloudy his intentions are clear
Never love a magic magician
Or your heart will disappear.