Lyrics

Dizzy said, 'Why don't you
stick around?'

and we watched some tennis on TV

and he blew his mouthpiece
to keep his chops in order

and he showed me some pictures of Billie
inside his trumpet case

and he let me know
that we knew something together

and I showed him Niagara Falls.

My life was something better
that afternoon; and now he's gone

I hate death and I'm very very sad
because he was something

I wanted my life to be,
not just fact but hip and wise

and amazed, for he told me
he'd walked on holy ground,

'You feel different, you feel light,
it's something else, man.'

Love does not mean all is well
in this world of black and white,

but Dizzy was music itself, and
that which is the heart remembers him.

(c) James Strecker