There is so a me in team!

I was walking in the French Quarter this morning and passed a band playing I fall to pieces and without hesitation, I harmonized with the chorus. In continueing my walk, I slipped into a tee shirt shop BECAUSE it was blaring Seven Bridges Road where upon I took the high notes. Just as I was leaving the French Market and heading for work, a few pieces of brass second lined in front of me and I echoed the lines of when the saints go marching in.
I'd like to credit my teamability to bowling( the only sport I ever participated in ) but I cant. There was no me in bowling! My Dad could not sit in a car without singing. I learned to be heard by harmonizing. He had a beautiful tenor voice and an ARMY of songs. When he was singing he wasn't yelling and I learned to use that to my benefit when the phone bill was about to arrive.
But the real Team feelings emerged when I met Patte Gaeble. She brought songs and harmonies but also guitars,banjos and the occasional mandolin. DEPTH! Like all great wide recievers, she came in where ever you needed her too. She made my simple things complex, she made the Team look good even when I screwed up.
It's true, there is no me in music
Fortunately theres a U and an I
Today, I thought I heard her backing me up