Soul Shadows      San Francisco morning coming clear and cold   Don’t know if I’m waking or I’m dreaming   Riding with Fats Waller on the Super Chief   He said, music’s real, the rest is seeming      Oh, he played   Feeling that won’t go away   left a sound of his soul in the air   I can hear it out there   And I know       He left those soul shadows   On my mind, on my mind, on my mind   He left those soul shadows   On my mind, on my mind, on my mind      Standing by the window as the fog rolls in   I swear I can hear a far-off music   Jelly Roll is playing down in Storyville   Satchmo's wailing somewhere in Chicago      Coltrane reaching for the noteshis mind can hear   They remain a part of all that I know   Left a sound of their souls in the air   I can hear it out there   And I know      Oh, they played   Feelings that won’t go away   Left the sound of their souls in the air   I can hear them out there and I know      They left them soul shadows all on my mind   On my mind, on my mind   They left them soul shadows all on my mind   On my mind, on my mind