Lyrics:

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, they play
Feelings that won't go away
Left the 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 some place in Chicago
Coltrane reaching for the notes his mind can hear
They remain a part of all I know

Oh, they play
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 those soul shadows on my mind
On my mind, on my mind
They left those soul shadows on my mind
On my mind, on my mind, ow


Oh, they play
Feelings that won't go away
Left the sound of their souls in the air
I can hear it out there and I know

They left those soul shadows on my mind
On my mind, on my mind
Soul shadows on my mind
On my mind, on my mind

Soul shadows
Soul shadows
Soul shadows
Soul shadows