Once long ago in the village of music
The little notes had just one way to play
Follow the rules, the baton, the conductor
Follow and never stray
One little note never followed the music
Changing keys, bending and jumping around
That little note turned a part of the music
Into a whole new sound
Chorus: They call it jazz, jazz, jazz
It comes from inside and calls out to you
They call it jazz, jazz, jazz
It all depends on your point of view
Into the night in the village of music
The little notes sing in tune with the breeze
They laugh and dance round the sleeping conductor
Snoring beneath the trees
Chorus: They call it jazz, jazz, jazz
It comes from inside and calls out to you
They call it jazz, jazz, jazz
It all depends on your point of view
Always stay close to the music inside you
Study and practice till you understand
Master the masters but play your own music
Someday you’ll join the band
Chorus: They call it jazz, jazz, jazz
It comes from inside and calls out to you
They call it jazz, jazz, jazz
It all depends on your point of view
2nd Chorus: They call it jazz, jazz, jazz
It always changes, it’s always new
They call it jazz, jazz, jazz
It all depends on your point of view
VAMP OUT