T.b. Sheets Lyrics - Van Morrison

Now, listen, Julie baby 

It ain't natural for you to cry in the midnight 

It 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 

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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 runny at all, baby 

You laying in the cool room, man 

You laying in the cool room, in the cool room