Oh, silver tree! 
Oh, shining rivers of the soul! 

In a Harlem cabaret 
Six long-headed jazzers play. 
A dancing girl whose eyes are bold 
Lifts high a dress of silken gold. 

Oh, singing tree! 
Oh, shining rivers of the soul! 

Were Eve's eyes 
In the first garden 
Just a bit too bold? 
Was Cleopatra gorgeous 
In a gown of gold? 

Oh, shining tree! 
Oh, silver rivers of the soul! 

In a whirling cabaret 
Six long-headed jazzers play.