Luyện nghe bài hát Jazzman

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

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

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

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

Jazzman, my blues away
Make my pain the same as yours with every you play
Jazzman, oh

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