Why don't you come over 'bout a quarter to nine

Bring all of your fam'ly and I will bring mine

If I should bring my brothers, and you bring the others

Then I can sing a song like Jeru, just for you Just for all the lovely people that you see in the road

We'll sing them a song in Jeruvian mode

If I can have a pref'rence, I'll even make ref'rence

To why you write a song like Jeru, just for you Then if you'd be kind enough to tell me why you

write these extended bridges

can it be romance that always

haunts me in my reverie? So why not come on over 'bout a quarter to eight

If you can come early I'll never be late

And now you're all invited, I hope you're delighted

To sing a little song like Jeru, just for you

just for me too -- Gather around, tale to be told

Maybe it's new, maybe it's old, listen my friend Blowin' away, doin' alright

Plain' all day, workin' all night, listen again Movin' along, coverin' ground

Singin' the song, lovin' the sound, listen and then blow together birds of a feather

Out playin' the blues and "I Got Rhythm"

All at once a moment came without a warning

Got so hot we had to cool it Go for glory, tell you the story

Out payin' our dues until we found we were

assisting at an unexpected borning

'twas the birth of the Cool So now I can tell you why I'm always

Trying to tell you, listen, come with me,

New York, and we're together in my reverie So why don't you come over 'bout a quarter to two

Forget all the others, just me and just you

And while we're versifying

We'd better start trying

To write another song just for me

Just for you, one more Jeru