Текст песни Carole King - Jazzman
Carole King - Jazzman слова песни
When the Jazzman`s testifying, a faithless man believes, he can sing youinto paradise or bring you to your knees.It`s a gospel kind-a feeling, a touch of Georgia slide, a song of purerevival and a style that sanctified.Jazzman, take my blues away. Make my pain the same as yours with everychange you play. Jazzman, oh Jazzman.When the Jazzman`s signifying and the band is winding low. It`s the latenight side of morning in the darkness of his soul.He can fill a room with sadness as he fills his horn with tears. He cancry like a fallen angel when risin` time is near.Jazzman, take my blues away. Make my pain the same as yours with everychange you play.Oh, lift me, won`t you lift me with every turn around. Play it sweetly,take me down, oh Jazzman.