Lyrics

Mmm, nah Ever feel kinda down and out uou 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 help quick, you won't make it through the day Could you call on Lady Day? You could call on John Coltrane 'Cause they'll wash your troubles, troubles Troubles away Plastic people with plastic minds are on their way to plastic homes No beginning there ain't no ending it's just On and on and on and on and on and it's All because they're so afraid to say they're alone Until our hero rides in, rides in on his saxophone, yeah You could call on Lady Day Could you call on John Coltrane? Yeah they'll wash your troubles, troubles, troubles Troubles away Yeah Because I always feel like Let 'em wash your troubles away Lady Day, John Coltrane (wash your troubles away) Lady Day and Illa J (wash your troubles away) Mary J, John Coltrane (troubles away) (Wash your troubles away) Mary J and Illa J (wash your troubles away) (My man Dwele and Lauryn H and Illa J) Lady Day, John Coltrane (wash your) Could you call on Mary J? You can call on Illa J 'Cause they'll, they'll wash your troubles Wash your troubles Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles Troubles Wash your troubles away
Writer(s): Gil Scott-heron Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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