文本歌词

Jazzman - Carole King
Written by：C. King/David Palmer
Left 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 ev'ry turn around
Play it sweetly take me down
Oh jazzman