Luyện nghe bài hát Jazzman

Lift me, won't you me above the old routine?
Make it nice, it clean, Jazzman

When the testifyin' a faithless man believes
He can sing you paradise or bring you to your knees
It's a gospel kind of feelin', a touch of Georgia
A song of pure revival and a that's sanctified

Jazzman, take my blues
Make my pain the same as yours every change you play
Jazzman, oh

When the Jazzman's and the band is windin' low
It's the late night side of morning in the of his soul
He can fill a room with sadness as he fills his horn with
He can cry like a fallen Angel when the time is near

Jazzman, take my blues
my pain the same as yours with every change you play
Jazzman, oh

Oh me, won't you lift me with every turn around?
Play it sweetly, me down, oh Jazzman