paroles de chanson Lady Day And John Coltrane - Gil Scott-Heron

Ever feel kinda down and out?
You don't know just what to do
Livin' all of your days in darkness
Let the sunshine through
Ever feel that somehow
Somewhere you've lost your way?
And if you don't get a help quick
You won't make it through the day
Could you call on Lady Day?
Could you call on John Coltrane?
Now 'cause they'll, they'll wash your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles away
Plastic people with plastic minds
Are on their way to plastic homes
No beginning, there ain't no ending
Just on and on and on and on and on, it's
All because they're so afraid
To say that they're alone
Until our hero rides in
Rides in on his saxophone
Could you call on Lady Day?
Could you call on John Coltrane?
Now 'cause they'll, they'll wash your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles away
Alright
Ever feel kinda down and out
And don't know just what to do?
Livin' all of your days in darkness
Let the sun shine through
Ever feel that somehow
Somewhere you've lost your way
And if you don't get a help quick
You won't make it through the day
Could you call on Lady Day?
Could you call on John Coltrane?
Now 'cause they'll, they'll wash your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles away
They'll wash your troubles away
They'll wash your troubles away
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles
Your troubles away
Yeah, they'll wash your troubles away
They'll wash your troubles away
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah