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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