I Don't Know Where We

I Was Age Six Or Seven, And Singing, "jesus Wants Me For Her Son, Beep, To Shine For Him," And People Smiled And Pinched My Cheeks Till The Blood Vessels Broke, And I Knew I Was Doing Something Right.

To Sing The Ballad With A Knowingness About What You Are Talking About. If It's Somebody Else's Lyric, And The Message Is A Little Unusual For You, It Requires That You Learn That New Message.

Jazz Brought This Sense Of Democracy Where Four Guys Come Together And Your Name May Be On The Marquee, But In This Moment, When You're The Soloist, It's You, And We Follow You. We Follow You.

Every Day Is Thanksgiving For Me, Man. Yeah, I Still Have An Audience, And They Ask The Local Promoter, "when Is Al Coming Back?"

I Would Still Be Singing, Because It's Part Of My Heart And My Soul, And It Lifts Me Up. Find Something You Would Do For Free.