My family they have always been musicians
My old man he conducts the symphony
Ever since I’ve recollected, my mother just expected
A great musician I’d grow up to be

When all those other kids were playing baseball
My folks made me stay home and practise scales
But I couldn’t seem to please ‘em, and I never knew the reason
No son of theirs could be allowed to fail

Just call me Jonni, Jonni del Jonni
Though it may sound funny
I was born to sing
And play until the morning light for all you Strangers in the Night
I am the almost Frank Sinatra of the Holiday Inn

Music is my faith, my inspiration
My courage and my hope, my destiny
It’s my greatest expectation, continual frustration
But music "it bin berry good to me"

Just call me Jonni, Jonni del Jonni
Though it may sound funny
I was born to sing
Next to the highway, I do it My Way
I am the almost Frank Sinatra of the Holiday Inn