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Now listen, Julie baby

It ain't natural for you to cry in the midnight

Ain't natural for you to cry way into midnight through

Until the wee small hours long 'fore the break of dawn

Oh Lord

Mmm hmm, uh

Now Julie, and 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 little star-struck innuendos

Inadequacies and 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, I said, "Open up the window and let me breathe"

I said, "Open up the window and let me breathe"

I'm looking down to the street below, Lord, I cried for you

Huh, I cried, I cried for you

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 sickbed

I gotta go, I gotta go

And you said, "Please stay, I wanna, I wanna

I wanna drink of water, I wanna 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 later

You know we got Janet 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

I'll send around, send around the one that grumbles later on, baby

I'll see what I can pick up for you, you know that

Yeah, I got a few things going too, yeah

Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, don't worry

Uh huh, go, go, go, I've gotta go, gotta go, gotta, gotta go

Gotta go, gotta go, uh huh, all right, all right, mmm hmm

I turned on the radio

If you wanna hear a few tunes, turn on the radio for you

There you go, there you go, there you go, baby, there you go, mmm

You'll be all right, too

Ha ha, yeah

I know it ain't funny, it ain't funny at all, baby

Always laying in the cool room, man, laying in the cool room

In the cool room, in the cool room

Written by: John Lee Hooker, Van Morrison

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