Текст песни John Martyn - The Easy Blues/Gentle Blues

Mister jelly roll baker
Can I please be your slave
When Gabriel blows his horn
I'm going to rise from my grave

For your sweet jelly roll
You bake the best jelly roll in town
You're the only man bakes jelly
And you keep your devil down

They say can I place an order
For three weeks ahead
I'd rather have your jelly
Than my home-baked bread

'Cause I'm just crazy about you jelly
I'm so wild about your jelly roll
You're the only man bakes jelly
And you keep it in your soul

You can take all my women
You can sure keep them all
I got a brand new secret
That you 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 bakes jelly
And I keep my devil down

I'm the only man bakes jelly
And I keep my devil down
I'm the only man bakes jelly
And I keep my devil down

Underneath the trees, jelly in my knees
Got the 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

Never going to lose my gentle blues
Never going to lose my gentle blues
Never going to lose my gentle blues