Jazzman

Jazzman - Carole King

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 turn around

Play it sweetly

Take me down

Oh jazzman