Lyrics Jazzman - Steve Goodman

Jazzman

Black-eyed sweet thing, sugar loose
Won’t you call me when I’m clean off of one-way juice
Mama I’m a jazzman with them sunnyland blues
Just off the streets and tryin' a trick or two
A trick or two, a trick or two
Mama I’m a jazzman
Tryin' a trick or two
Fold me up yeah and let me fly
Give me your sweet kind spirit just to swing by
Baby won’t ya call out your train time
I’m waitin' on you for that one slow ride
One slow ride, one slow ride
I need to know your train time to catch your ride
Way up and out, yeah I’m wide and I’m deep
Put me to use and then you can put me to sleep
And I’m red hot and I’m ready, kinda light on my feet
I’m easy to get to and I’m easy to please
Easy to please, I said I’m easy to please
When you’re a jazzman you get easy to please
Black-eyed sweet thing, a little sugar loose
Call me when I’m clean off of one-way juice
Mama I’m a jazzman, I got them sunnyland blues
Just off the streets I’m tryin' a trick or two (fade)