Song: Its A Jazz Spot Jesus
Viewed: 3 - Published at: 9 years ago
Artist: Father Malcolm Boyd
Year: 1965Viewed: 3 - Published at: 9 years ago
It's a jazz spot, Jesus
He's a jazz musician that works here
Jazz for him is art and life, Lord
This is the way he expresses himself
Tells it as it is
Hangs on and climbs
But the night club world is a tough one
If you wanna be free and be yourself
It's interested in top stars and pop performers
Steady work and the buck go together
And both are somewhat illusive
At least that's his experience
It's late in here tonight, Jesus
The customers are listening ovеr their drinks
They're gеtting scared
Because soon they'll have to go into the dark night outside
There won't be any music, or scotch, or lights out there on the early morning street
If there was someplace to go, they'd leave
But this is the last place open
The musician is wondering if they're hearing him at all through all their listening
He has something to say, and he's saying it
It's about death and life
Sex and hunger
Knowing yourself and being known
The dream, the vision
He's looking at the people
Right into their dead and alive eyes
And he wants them to hear him
Does he know you hear him, Lord?
He's a jazz musician that works here
Jazz for him is art and life, Lord
This is the way he expresses himself
Tells it as it is
Hangs on and climbs
But the night club world is a tough one
If you wanna be free and be yourself
It's interested in top stars and pop performers
Steady work and the buck go together
And both are somewhat illusive
At least that's his experience
It's late in here tonight, Jesus
The customers are listening ovеr their drinks
They're gеtting scared
Because soon they'll have to go into the dark night outside
There won't be any music, or scotch, or lights out there on the early morning street
If there was someplace to go, they'd leave
But this is the last place open
The musician is wondering if they're hearing him at all through all their listening
He has something to say, and he's saying it
It's about death and life
Sex and hunger
Knowing yourself and being known
The dream, the vision
He's looking at the people
Right into their dead and alive eyes
And he wants them to hear him
Does he know you hear him, Lord?
( Father Malcolm Boyd )
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