Текст песни Easy Blues - John Martyn

Easy Blues
Mister jelly roll baker, can I please be your slave?
When?...? your?...? on I′m gonna rise from my grave
For your sweet jelly roll
Bake the best jelly roll in town
You're the only man baking jelly and you′re keeping your damper
Down
They say "Can I place an order for three weeks ahead?
I'd rather have your jelly than my own baked bread
'Cause I′m just crazy ′bout your jelly
I'm so wild about your jelly roll
You′re the only man bakes jelly and you keeps it in your soul"
You can take all my women, you can sure keep 'em all
I′ve got a brand new secret that your men can't catch on to at
All
I′m a jelly roll baker
I bake the best jelly roll in town
I'm the only man baking jelly and I'm keeping my damper down
Underneath the trees, jelly in my knees
Got those gentle blues
Got me on the floor, got me screaming out for more
Of your gentle blues
Trying to get to you all day
I′ve been trying to get to hear you say
That you′re never going to let me lose my gentle blues