Chet Baker Prince of cool,
They said it on the radio,
Chet Baker, Prince of Cool.
Born on this day in nineteen twenty nine
A trumpeter that can take me to places,
To places of immeasurable pleasure
Every time I hear him play.
He plays, I stop,
Stop and listen
And get taken into his mind
As the notes sail from his
Into mine.
A musician who is part of my life
And will always be there,
Be there for me.
So on this day,
This day of your birth,
Play on Chet,
Play on.