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• Jazzman • | by Carole King
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.
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