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, mhm

Now Julie, an' there ain't nothin' on my mind
More further 'way than what you're lookin' for
I seen it when 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

Ha, so open up the window and let me breathe
I said open up the window, shh shh shh shh shh and let me breathe
I'm looking down to the street below, Lord, I cried for you,
Ha ha, I cried, I cried for you, ha ha, 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 want to, I want to,
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 here 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, 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 gotta go
I'll send around, send around one that grumbles later on, babe
I'll see what I can pick up for you, you know
Yeah, I got a few things going, too
Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, don't worry
Uh huh, go, go, go, I've gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go,
I gotta, all right, all right, huh huh huh

I turned on the radio,
And want to hear a few tunes, turn on the radio for you
There you go, there you go, there you go, baby, there you go, mm

You'll be all right, too, huh huh, ha ha, yeah
I know it ain't funny, it ain't funny at all, baby,
Laying in the cool room, man, laying in the cool room,
In the cool room, in the cool room


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TB Sheets Lyrics as written by John Lee Hooker

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    I agree with you...it really set the tone for "Bringing out the dead". It's a song I can take a midnight drive to.

    bschmidt40on April 22, 2004   Link

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