Soul Shadows

San Francisco morning coming clear and cold

Don't know if I'm waking or I'm dreaming

Riding with Fats Waller on the Super Chief

He said, music's real, the rest is seeming

Oh, he played

Feeling that won't go away

left a sound of his soul in the air

I can hear it out there

And I know

He left those soul shadows

On my mind, on my mind, on my mind

He left those soul shadows

On my mind, on my mind, on my mind

Standing by the window as the fog rolls in

I swear I can hear a far-off music

Jelly Roll is playing down in Storyville

Satchmo's wailing somewhere in Chicago

Coltrane reaching for the noteshis mind can hear

They remain a part of all that I know

Oh, they played

Feelings that won't go away

Left the sound of their souls in the air

I can hear them out there and I know

They left them soul shadows all on my mind

On my mind, on my mind

They left them soul shadows all on my mind

On my mind, on my mind