That's How You Jazz

This dive ain't Chicago

Where's Bathsheba?

Well now, Jack, before we hit the big time

Just wanna make sure I still got the touch

I'll show you how to play

Black folks down a New Orleans way

Show you the stylish fingers they have

Ooh! What a noise they make

Stomp till the windows shake

Start mixin'

Come on and get your licks in

Ooh, ooh, ooh, that's how you jazz

Now, in order to get goin' on what I like to call

Sweet Papa Jelly's Jazz

I need a low-down foundation

Can you help me?

That's it

Foot in your ass

Good!

Can I get some synca-syncopation?

That's it

How 'bout some bluesy variation?

I like it!

Y'all can leave the melody to me

Take Buddy Bolden's blues

Some Creole curliques

Add some street-rat razzamatazz

That tune struts-struts along

Just like it owns a song

Then you hit it with a

That's how you jazz

And now the tune is goin'

(Ooh, Daddy, sing to me)

Give me some good chorus

(Don't mean a thing to me)

Water don't come wetter

Piano men don't come better

Come on, let's jazz!

That's how you jazz!

Let's jazz!

Go 'head, Jelly Roll

That's how you jazz

Would you look at that?

That's jazz!

I think I'm gonna need someone to help me out now

Don't be shy

Come on in, now, come on

Jazz

That's it

Jazz

Don't be shy

Jazz

Come on!

Jazz

That's it, baby

Jazz

Jazz

Jazz

Jazz

Jazz

Come on!

And now the tune is goin'

The wah-wah is showin'

Water don't come wetter

Piano men don't come better

Ooh, ooh, ooh

That's how you jazz

And now the tune is goin'

The wah-wah is goin'

All right now, taste it

That's it. That's it!

And now the tune is goin'

Ooh Daddy, sing to me

Give me some oomph or it don't mean a thing to me

Water don't come wetter

Piano men don't come better

Ooh, ooh, ooh

That's how you jazz

Ooh, ooh, ooh

That's how you jazz

Ooh, ooh, ooh

That's how you jazz

Jazz

Jazz

That's how you jazz

Jazz

Jazz

A brown-skinned gal in a Sunday dress

Was inside of Jelly's song

Sittin' down to a meal by your mama

After bein' gone too long from home

Was inside of Jelly's song

Standin' on some open road

Not knowing where you're going

But knowing it's got to be better than the pain you're leaving behind

Was inside of Jelly's song (Jazz)

Oh, head high (Jazz)

A feel good (Jazz)

A struttin' low kind of song (Jazz)

A high life or a low life (Jazz)

You still gotta live life, kinda song (Jazz)

And everywhere we went (Jazz)

Folks claimed us as their own

And Jelly's music was like Moses

Partin' water

Paving the way

For Chicago

The Rooftop Garden, Chicago's senior supper club

Proudly presents

Jelly Roll Morton and his Red Hot Peppers!