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Ultimate Van Morrison Collection
01. Brown Eyed Girl
02. Goodbye Baby (Baby Goodbye)
03. Chick‐A‐Boom
04. The Smile You Smile
05. It’s Alright
06. Who Drove the Red Sports Car
07. I Love You (The Smile You Smile)
08. Madame George
09. Ro Ro Rosey
10. He Ain’t Give You None
11. Send Your Mind
12. Joe Harper Saturday Morning
13. Spanish Rose
14. T.B. Sheets
15. The Back Room
16. Midnight Special
17. Beside You
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