Jazzman sing and play along

Lift me, won't you lift me above the old routine?

Make it nice, play it clean,

jazzman.

When the jazz pel man's of feel tesin',

tifyin' a faithless man believes.

He can sing you into paradise and a or bring you to your knees.

It's a gos a kind with sad signess nifyin',

a touch of

Georgia slide, it's a song of pure revival dise in the style ness of his soul.

He can that's sanctified.

near. Jazz man, take my blues away.

Make my pain

the same as yours with every change you play.

Jazzman, oh, jazzman.

Oh, lift me, won't you lift me with ev'ry turnaround?

Play it sweetly, take me down,

oh, jazzman.