Uncle Joe's

Take yourself to Uncle Joe's
You can wear any clothes, there's no code
Take your trumpet and blow, man, blow

I know you've been to Monterey
And Tokyo
The solo traveler is not indisposed
At Uncle Joe's

I tried the long, long road but came back
Home -

Mexican, Black, Chinese,
All the races blend into one
At Uncle Joe's

When the music comes to the front
And the jazz diva bares her soul
You're on a roll
At Uncle Joe's
At Uncle Joe's

There really is a place you can go
At Uncle Joe's
At Uncle Joe's