I am the wind
Going in
And blowing out
The riddle
In your fiddle
When you can’t
Figure it out
I am the lute
I am the flute
The wooden piccolo
And the bells
And the drum
I am the hum
The thumb
In your mouth
The thwang
The twang
Diddlee do
Rocking me back
And holding
On to you
I am the beat
On the street
I am everywhere you are
I am in your ears
On the road
Bumping loudly
In your cars
Till the day that you die
I am yours
Oh man
Oh man
I am what I am
I am the jazz
And the blues
The melodic muse
That you use
And this could go on
Forever, I am the music