Lyrics:

San Francisco morning coming clear and coldDont know if Im waking or Im dreamingRiding with Fats Waller on the Super ChiefHe said, musics real, the rest is seemingOh, deep pain,Feeling that wont go awayTheres the sound of his soul in the airI can hear it up thereAnd I know he left those soul shadowsOn my mind, on my mind, on my mindSoul shadows on my mindOn my mind, on my mindSoul shadows on my mindOn my mind, on my mindStanding by the window as a fog rolls inI swear I can hear a far-off musicJelly Roll is playing down in StoryvilleAnd Satchmo is wailing in ChicagoYou ought to heard em playFeelings that wont go awayLeft the sound of their souls in the airI hear out there and I knowThey left them soul shadows all on my mindOn my mind, on my mindThey left them soul shadows all on my mindOn my mind, on my mindThey left soul shadows on my mindThey left them shadows on my mindThey left them soul shadows on my mind