I wish I'd lived when Django did

I WISH I’D LIVED WHEN DJANGO DID
© TONY KING 2009

I Wish I’d lived when Django did
The Streets of Paris, as a kid
A gypsy violin refrain
From a caravan parked on the Seine
Your life was Art Living in Montmartre
You’d philosophize, drink the wine
Bump into Gertrude Stein
Oh I Wish I’d lived when Django did

I Wish I’d lived when Django did
Between the wars, where Hemmingway hid
People came from near and far
To hear the sound of Manouche Guitars

When Paris was gay...Poets in cafes
Moulin Rouge...Jean Cocteau
Pigalle was the place to go
I Wish I’d lived when Django did

I Wish I’d lived when Django did
Where the Hot Club bubbled up under the lid
Anything straight was against the law
And the Artists drank What the Artists saw
The smoke was green Where the Music had been
And the Black Cats came from the USA
Played up a storm with Sidney Bechet
I Wish I’d lived when Django did