If You Don't Understand It, Don't Mess

I've Got The World On A String.

When You're Dead, You're Done.

I Don't Let My Mouth Say Nothin' My Head Can't Stand.

Musicians In My Day Had Nicknames. My Name Was "satchel Mouth," Like A Doctor's Satchel. When I Went To England This Fellow Was Strictly English, And He Was Editor Of The Newspaper There. He Shook My Hand After I Got Off The Train And Said, "hello, Satchmo." So Right Away My Trombone Player Said, "mmm, The Man Thinks You Have Mo' Mouth Than Satchel Mouth." So I Was Stuck With It, And It Turned Out All Right.

To Jazz, Or Not To Jazz, There Is No Question!