"What do you keep singing for?"
"Because I like to sing."
"I never heard that song before."
"Me neither. I just make him up."
"You can't write songs."
"I don't write em. I just find em in my mouth."
"A song can't be any good like that when you just make it up."
"Say! That's best kind songs. When you feel good inside like, like tradewind; she just come out."
"Ah, people learn songs. Songs aren't just inside of people like that."
"Say, sometimes a song so big and sweet inside, I, I just can't get him out. And then I look up at stars, and maybe me cry I feel so good. Don't you never feel like this?"