The blues were being played,
The tune so well known
When suddenly a note was played wrong,
But it sounded good,
So another one was played
Then the beat was changed.
The tune was adapted
And a different world was found
As ragtime was born.
Then the tune was adapted,
Adapted in differing ways,
People wanted to dance
So swing came to the fore.
And people danced the night away
To those wonderful tunes
Studded with solos from the band.
One solo became a duet
Where the same notes were played
By trumpet and sax
At such speed and height,
So bebop became found
Where Dizzie and Bird
Sailed their notes into wonder.
Then came that time
Where the speed cooled
And cool jazz was found,
Where the players played
Played there music for relaxation
And it became my type of jazz.
Then came that time when jazz went wild,
And the sounds went wild
Some were good
But many misunderstood.
But jazz is there for all,
Especially for me,
Where jazz is part of my life,
When Chet plays his songs
And I am taken into another world.
There is so much,
So much jazz for me to enjoy
But the time to hear it all
Will never be enough,
That’s jazz.