| Song | T. B. Sheets (Album Version) |
| Artist | Van Morrison |
| Album | Blowin' Your Mind! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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, huh uh ha. Ha. | |
| 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 a 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 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 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. | |
| We'll see what I can pick up for you, you know. | |
| Yeah, I got a few things gotta do. | |
| Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, don't worry. | |
| Huh uh, go, go, go, I've gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, | |
| Gotta go, gotta go, huh uh, all right, all right, huh huh huh. | |
| I turned on the radio, | |
| If you wanna hear a few tunes, I'll turn on the radio for you. | |
| There you go, there you go, there you go, baby, there you go, huh. | |
| You'll be all right, too, huh huh, ha ha, yeah. | |
| I know it ain't funny, it ain't runny at all, baby, | |
| Always laying in the cool room, man, laying in the cool room, | |
| In the cool room, in the cool room. |
| 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, huh uh ha. Ha. | |
| 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 a 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 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 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. | |
| We' ll see what I can pick up for you, you know. | |
| Yeah, I got a few things gotta do. | |
| Don' t worry about it, don' t worry about it, don' t worry. | |
| Huh uh, go, go, go, I' ve gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, | |
| Gotta go, gotta go, huh uh, all right, all right, huh huh huh. | |
| I turned on the radio, | |
| If you wanna hear a few tunes, I' ll turn on the radio for you. | |
| There you go, there you go, there you go, baby, there you go, huh. | |
| You' ll be all right, too, huh huh, ha ha, yeah. | |
| I know it ain' t funny, it ain' t runny at all, baby, | |
| Always laying in the cool room, man, laying in the cool room, | |
| In the cool room, in the cool room. |
| 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, huh uh ha. Ha. | |
| 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 a 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 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 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. | |
| We' ll see what I can pick up for you, you know. | |
| Yeah, I got a few things gotta do. | |
| Don' t worry about it, don' t worry about it, don' t worry. | |
| Huh uh, go, go, go, I' ve gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, | |
| Gotta go, gotta go, huh uh, all right, all right, huh huh huh. | |
| I turned on the radio, | |
| If you wanna hear a few tunes, I' ll turn on the radio for you. | |
| There you go, there you go, there you go, baby, there you go, huh. | |
| You' ll be all right, too, huh huh, ha ha, yeah. | |
| I know it ain' t funny, it ain' t runny at all, baby, | |
| Always laying in the cool room, man, laying in the cool room, | |
| In the cool room, in the cool room. |