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Jazzman Lyrics |
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 Lift me, won`t you lift me above the old routineMake it nice, play it clean, Jazzman When the Jazzman`s testifyin` A faithless man believes He can sing you into paradise Or bring you to your knees It`s a gospel kind of feelin` A touch of Georgia slide A song of pure revival And a style that`s sanctified Jazzman, take my blues away Make my pain the same as yours With every change you play Jazzman, oh, Jazzman When the Jazzman`s signifyin` And the band is windin` low It`s the late night side of morning In the darkness of his soul He can fill a room with sadness As he fills his horn with tears He can cry like a fallen angel When risin` time is near Jazzman, take my blues away Make my pain the same as yours With every change you play Oh, lift me, won`t you lift me with every turnaround Play it sweetly, take me down, oh, Jazzman |
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