T.B. Sheets [take 2] Songtext
von Van Morrison

Rollin′ on two
A one, two
One, two

It ain't natural for you to cry long in the midnight
It ain′t natural for you to cry long in the midnight
Into the wee small hours, long 'fore the break of dawn
An' there ain′t nothin′ on my mind more further 'way than what you′re lookin' for
There ain′t nothin' on my mind more further ′way than what you're lookin' for

I see in the way you jumped at me from behind the door
And looked into my eyes
Your star struck innuendos, inadequacies an′ foreign bodies

And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane
And numbs my brain
And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane
And numbs my brain

I said, open up the window and let me breathe
I said, open up the window and let me breathe
I look down to the street below, Lord, I cried for you
Cried for you, I cried


Lord, the cool room, the cool room is a fool′s room
The cool room is a fool's room
And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets
I said I can almost smell your T.B. sheets
On your sick bed
I gotta go, I gotta go
From the cool room, the cool room
I gotta go
Oh, Lord

And you said, "Please, stay
I want a drink of water
Please stay, I want you to get me a drink of water"

I said, "I gotta go, I gotta go
From te cool room, the cool room"
Lord, ain′t gonna fall off a fool room
The cool room, isn't that called a fool′s room?
Alright

And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets
And I can almost smell your T.B. sheets
I gotta go, I gotta go
From te cool room

Hey, say what about a look on you, you bring around for me?
You bring around for me?
What about the look, girl?


I said that was my brother
That was my brother
I gotta go now, Lord
From te cool room
I gotta go now, alright

Lord, help me

Yeah