Satchelmouth

There’s a sound that takes me

Other places, it is a sound I know

When that trumpet plays and

The melody sways, it’s the only Satchmo

It transports to other destinations

That I wouldn’t have gone before

The music?  Well, it’s timeless

That should be underscored

His horn it conjures pictures

Of Amsterdam, New Orleans & Paris

It’s as constant as the Northern

Star the one known as Polaris

The man he blazed a thousand trails

And opened many a mind

This ambassador of music

Simply cannot be maligned

So go now and discover

What Louis Armstrong has

The magic of the music

His life, his art, the Jazz