Текст песни Sister Rosetta - Alabama 3

It's a rainy night in Brixton D. Wayne
Why are you taking me downtown?
I brought you down here for a reason, Larry
You've been a faithful little reverend
Due in the mountain of dessiminating the dope music to people all over the world
But I haven't been wholly straightforward with you Larry
But tonight, I think you're about to move a stage further in my twelve step plan which you have fought so diligently
Yeah, brother
Let me look in the bag
Then unrolled your fingers
Black cat bone
Some rats leap out the bag
To join the cutthroat
Now lets take a little touch of this
A little touch of this
Gimmie that dixie bottle you're holdin' there
Put some of this in there
Mix it up real good
Now you drink that down, Larry
Tell me how you feel
Oh, I feel goddamn weird D. Wayne
Do you feel the spirit?
I feel the spirit comin' to me
Are you changin' Larry?
I can change
Are you changin' from what you once were?
I can change, man I can change
You have the power to do as the Lord does
And remember Larry God has power
God has power
And if one does as God does enough times
You will become as God is
Feel the spirit movin' through you, Larry
As we go back
Back to the beat of the heart
Back to me and you, Larry
Now sing me a sad, sweet spiritual

In that mornin'
I wanna be walkin' yeah
I wanna be walkin' on
I wanna be
Walking on to gold, yeah

On line of horizons I can see
City lights are shining, yeah
Shining like diamonds
Lord I believe I'm coming home

Guitar

You gotta help me now
You gotta help me now

You see I looked for the light in the words of Saint Matthew
Took the heed of the call to come and congregate
I got me a ticket for that gospel train
But Lord it got to the station just a little too late

But into the night I went looking for angels
Only to find that I was walking alone
Searchin' the line for some sign of salvation, Lord
But I found none

Mississippi guitar

You've gotta help me now
Some brother
Some sister
Somebody
You've gotta help me now

I buried my bible at the back of the bar room
I bought me a bottle
Jukebox played Jerry Lee
I stumbled and staggered in the heat of the moonshine
A whole lot of shakin' goin' on in me

Up in the skies thunder is rollin'
River is running to bed down below
I'm gonna raise up my hands
Sing all the sweets of the cale
It's comin', comin' on strong, now

So help me, now

You gotta help me now
You gotta help me now

You gonna help me now?

Hear that D. Wayne?
I can feel brother
I got that gospel swing
I got that golden gate quartet on my turntable
Gospel music gonna let me swing
I'm gonna get down on here to Jackson
Gonna get down on my knees
I'm gonna get down to five miles in Alabama
'Cause tonight gospel music gonna set me free

Gospel music
Gonna set me free
Sweet pretty acid house gospel music
It's gonna set me free

'Till the morning watch me now, i'm gonna be walkin'...