From the recording Jazzman’s Lounge Vol. 1

Lyrics

(Verse 1)
He's got the gretsch, he's got the skill
Plays like a dream, but can't read a bill
No theory to speak, just feel and fire
Makes the notes dance, backing up the choir

(Chorus)
Jazzman by night, mystery man
No clue what's next, but it sounds grand
He's playin' the changes, by ear and by heart
No theory, no rules, just art

(Verse 2)
He's got a Gretsch, it's his best friend
Speaks in melodies, till the bitter end
No scales, no chords, just vibes and soul
Makes the music swing, makes the chords just melt
But without knowing theory? That’s the cards he was dealt

(Chorus)
Jazzman by night, mystery man
No clue what's next, but it sounds grand
He's playin' the changes, by ear and by heart
No theory, no rules, just art

(Bridge)
Critics scratch heads, musicians stare
How's he doin' it? It's a jazz affair
No theory, just magic in the air
He's the guitarist with the mystery flair

I don’t know theory
They think I’m lying
I don’t know theory
I just be on here trying

[chorus]