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In New Orleans, one evening walking down Burbon Street
In Burbon Street
Between a chip shop and a gaping mess
I read with amazement
"Preservation"
Preservation of whom, of what? A packed room
Packed to the gills
Old jazz musicians with a rather dull look
People from another generation?
Preservation, preservation
I recognized seeing four old men, half white, half black
Playing, swinging like I was twenty, the ragtime of the good old days
The pianist was a hundred years old, he looked like Fats Waller.
To Fats Waller
Beautiful woolly white hair, cultivating the blue note
With delight with passion
Preservation, preservation
In a saucer on the piano, two dollars for Jericho
Two dollars plus fifty cents, for that damn "when the saints"
In New Orleans, one evening walking down Burbon Street
In Burbon Street
Between a chip shop and a gaping mess
I read with amazement
Preservation, preservation
Preservation, preservation
Thank you so much
