We All Do 'do, Re, Mi,' But

When You're Dead, You're Done.

Every Time I Close My Eyes Blowing That Trumpet Of Mine, I Look Right Into The Heart Of Good Old New Orleans. It Has Given Me Something To Live For.

Unless You Know What It Is I Ain't Never Going To Be Able To Explain It To You.

It Really Puzzles Me To See Marijuana Connected With Narcotics Dope And All Of That Stuff. It Is A Thousand Times Better Than Whiskey. It Is An Assistant And A Friend.

It's Getting Almost So Bad A Colored Man Hasn't Got Any Country.