Dear Jazz (E. Beaumont)

Dear Jazz, Dear Jazz, man makes do with what little he has
Dear Jazz, Dear Jazz, so give me that bucket and that bugle of brass
Dear Jazz, Dear Jazz, you can’t control the kids, not with your razzmatazz
Dear Jazz, Dear Jazz, but maybe gave ‘em just a clue about class

What took you so long?  Now where have you gone?
Now I know what it means to miss New Orleans

Dear Jazz, Dear Jazz, you gave the 20th century glory ‘midst the gory
Dear Jazz, Dear Jazz, but you couldn’t stop my soaring heart from being sorry
Dear Jazz, Dear Jazz, you made us jitter and jive; they said you was bad
Dear Jazz, Dear Jazz, you got a heart beneath the glitter?  Help the bitter and mad

What took you so long?  Now where have you gone?
Now I know what it means to miss New Orleans

Your creator was a gator and your daddy was a pimp
Your mama was a G_d-fearing, good-timing gimp
I can’t stop loving every dusty, nasty note
from the highest to the lowest register you got my vote

Dear Jazz, Dear Jazz, thank you for Dipper, Diz, Dakota, and D-Jean Got
Dear Jazz, Dear Jazz, where did you, where did you, where did your song go?

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