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The Brick House Was One Of The Toughest Joints I Ever Played In ... Guys Would Drink And Fight One Another Like Circle Saws. Bottles Would Come Flying Over The Bandstand Like Crazy And There Was Lots Of Plain Common Shooting And Cutting. But Somehow All That Jive Didn't Faze Me At All. I Was So Happy To Have Some Place To Blow My Horn.

I See Trees Of Green, Red Roses Too. I See Them Bloom For Me And You. And I Think To Myself What A Wonderful World. I See Skies Of Blue And Clouds Of White. The Bright Blessed Day, The Dark Sacred Night. And I Think To Myself What A Wonderful World

If I Don’t Practice For A Day, I Know It. If I Don’t Practice For Two Days, The Critics Know It. And If I Don’t Practice For Three Days, The Public Knows It.

Never Play A Thing The Same Way Twice.

Give Me A Kiss To Build A Dream On And My Imagination Will Thrive Upon That Kiss Sweetheart, I Ask No More Than This A Kiss To Build A Dream On.