Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song T.B. Sheets, artist - Van Morrison. Date of issue: 19.06.2014
Song language: English
T.B. Sheets |
| Now listen, Julie baby |
| It ain’t natural for you to cry in the midnight |
| Ain’t natural for you to cry way into midnight through |
| Until the wee small hours long 'fore the break of dawn |
| Oh Lord |
| Now Julie, an' there ain’t nothin' on my mind |
| More further 'way than what you’re lookin' for |
| I see the way you jumped at me, Lord, from behind the door |
| And looked into my eyes |
| Your little star struck innuendos |
| Inadequacies an' foreign bodies |
| And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane |
| Numbs my brain |
| And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane |
| Numbs my brain, oh Lord |
| So open up the window and let me breathe |
| I said, open up the window and let me breathe |
| I’m looking down to the street below, Lord, I cried for you |
| I cried, I cried for you, oh Lord |
| The cool room, Lord is a fool’s room |
| The cool room, Lord is a fool’s room |
| And I can almost smell your T.B. |
| sheets |
| And I can almost smell your T.B. |
| sheets |
| On your sick bed |
| I gotta go, I gotta go |
| And you said, «Please stay, I wanna, I wanna |
| I wanna drink of water, I wanna drink of water |
| Go in the kitchen get me a drink of water» |
| I said, «I gotta go, I gotta go, baby» |
| I said, «I'll send, I’ll send somebody around later |
| You know we got John comin' around here later |
| With a bottle of wine for you, baby, but I gotta go» |
| The cool room, Lord is a fool’s room |
| The cool room, Lord, Lord is a fool’s room, a fool’s room |
| And I can almost smell your T.B. |
| sheets |
| I can almost smell your T.B. |
| sheets, T. B |
| I gotta go |
| I’ll send around, send around one that grumbles later on, babe |
| See what I can pick up for you, you know that |
| Yeah, I got a few things gotta do |
| Don’t worry about it, don’t worry about it, don’t worry |
| Go, go, go, I’ve gotta go, gotta go, gotta, gotta go |
| Gotta go, gotta go, all right, all right |
| I turned on the radio |
| If you wanna hear a few tunes, I’ll turn on the radio for you |
| There you go, there you go, there you go baby, there you go |
| You’ll be all right, too, yeah |
| I know it ain’t funny, it ain’t runny at all, baby |
| Always laying in the cool room, man, laying in the cool room |