John Lee Hooker

Lyrics to T.B. Sheets

Now listen, Julie baby

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

It ain't natural for you to cry way into midnight through

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

Oh Lord, huh uh ha. Ha



Now Julie, an' 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 a little star struck innuendos

Inadequacies an' 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, so open up the window and let me breathe

I said open up the window, shh shh shh shh shh and let me breathe

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

Ha ha, I cried, I cried for you, ha ha. 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 sick bed



I gotta go, I gotta go

And you said, "Please stay, I want to, I want to

I want a drink of water, I want a 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 end, I'll send somebody around here later

You know we got John 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 go

I'll send around, send around one that grumbles later on, babe

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

Yeah, I got a few things gotta do

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

Huh uh, go, go, go, I've gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go

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



I turned on the radio

If you want to hear a few tunes, I'll turn on the radio for you

There you go, there you go, there you go, baby, there you go, huh



You'll be all right, too, huh huh, ha ha, yeah

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

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

In the cool room, in the cool room