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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 ev`ry turn around. Play it sweetly, take me down, oh jazzman.
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