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Van Morrison - ...At His Best - T.B. Sheets
...At His Best
Disc 1
01. Brown-Eyed Girl
02. He Ain't Give You None
03. T.B. Sheets
04. Spanish Rose
05. Goodbye Baby (Baby Goodbye)
06. Ro Ro Rosey
07. Midnight Special
08. Beside You
09. It's All Right
10. Madame George
11. Joe Harper Saturday Morning
12. Chick-A-Boom
13. I Love You (The Smile You Smile)
Disc 2
01. Jump and Thump
02. Drivin' Wheel
03. Just Ball
04. Hold On George
05. Ring Worm
06. Savoy Hollywood
07. Freaky If You Got This Far
08. All the Bits
09. Blow in Your Nose
10. Nose in Your Blow
11. La Mambo
12. Go for Yourself
13. Here Comes Dumb George
14. Chickee Coo
15. Do It
16. Hang On Groovy
17. Goodbye George
18. Dum Dum George
Now, listen, Julie baby
It ain't natural for you to cry in the midnight
It ain't natural for you to cry when the midnight comes...
Into 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 want a drink of water, I want a 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
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 going too
Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, don't worry

Go, go, go, go, gotta go
Gotta, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go
All right all right
I turned on the radio, wanna hear a few tunes
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 funny at all, baby
You laying in the cool room, man
You laying in the cool room, in the cool room