Jazzman — текст песни (king carole)

When the Jazzman`s testifying, a faithless man believes, he can sing you
into paradise or bring you to your knees.
It`s a gospel kind-a feeling, a touch of Georgia slide, a song of pure
revival and a style that 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 signifying and the band is winding 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 turn around. Play it sweetly,
take me down, oh Jazzman.