Jazzman Lyrics

Lift me, won`t you lift me above the old routine
Make 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