Lyrics
Make my pain the same as yours with every change you play, a touch of georgia slide
Jazzman take my blues away, when the jazzman s signifyin, won t you lift me with ev ry turn around
Play it clean jazzman, a touch of georgia slide King, he can sing you into paradise or bring you to your knees
Make my pain the same as yours with every change you play, and the band is windin low King, play it sweetly
Make it nice, play it clean jazzman
won t you lift me with ev ry turn around
he can cry like a fallen angel when risin time is near
take me down
Won t you lift me with ev ry turn around, play it clean jazzman, when the jazzman s signifyin
it s a gospel kind of feelin
Won t you lift me above the old routine, won t you lift me with ev ry turn around
take me down
he can fill a room with sadness as he fills his horn with tears
a touch of georgia slide
Jazzman take my blues away, he can sing you into paradise or bring you to your knees Carole, jazzman take my blues away
make my pain the same as yours with every change you play
He can fill a room with sadness as he fills his horn with tears, he can sing you into paradise or bring you to your knees, it s a gospel kind of feelin
Won t you lift me above the old routine, jazzman take my blues away
Make my pain the same as yours with every change you play, a song of pure revival and a style that s sanctified
Won t you lift me with ev ry turn around, make it nice
It s the late night side of morning in the darkness of his soul, won t you lift me above the old routine
A touch of georgia slide, he can sing you into paradise or bring you to your knees
Won t you lift me with ev ry turn around, it s a gospel kind of feelin, and the band is windin low
when the jazzman s signifyin
Make it nice, make my pain the same as yours with every change you play Jazzman, make it nice
Make it nice, won t you lift me with ev ry turn around
He can cry like a fallen angel when risin time is near, jazzman take my blues away Jazzman, and the band is windin low
He can fill a room with sadness as he fills his horn with tears, play it sweetly
and the band is windin low
He can sing you into paradise or bring you to your knees, jazzman take my blues away
And the band is windin low, won t you lift me with ev ry turn around, he can fill a room with sadness as he fills his horn with tears
And the band is windin low, when the jazzman s signifyin, a song of pure revival and a style that s sanctified
won t you lift me above the old routine
a touch of georgia slide
And the band is windin low, make my pain the same as yours with every change you play, it s the late night side of morning in the darkness of his soul
Jazzman take my blues away, when the jazzman s signifyin
He can sing you into paradise or bring you to your knees, make it nice Carole, he can sing you into paradise or bring you to your knees
when the jazzman s signifyin
a touch of georgia slide
Make it nice, make my pain the same as yours with every change you play, jazzman take my blues away
And the band is windin low, play it clean jazzman Carole, make my pain the same as yours with every change you play
he can cry like a fallen angel when risin time is near
jazzman take my blues away
Make it nice, and the band is windin low
a song of pure revival and a style that s sanctified
