If Ya Ain't Got It In Ya,

You Can't Take It For Granted. Even If We Have Two, Three Days Off I Still Have To Blow That Horn A Few Hours To Keep Up The Chops. I Mean I've Been Playing 50 Years, And That's What I've Been Doing In Order To Keep In That Groove There.

When You're Dead, You're Done.

All Them Weird Chords Which Don't Mean A Thing...you Got No Melody To Remember, And No Beat To Dance To

I Had A Chance To Play With The Best Musicians That Were Coming Through Because I Was Pretty Good Myself Or Else They Wouldn't Have Tolerated With Me.

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