Sister Rosetta - Alabama 3

It’s a rainy night in Brixton D. Wayne

Why are you taking me downtown?

I brought you down here for a reason, Larry

You’ve been a faithful little reverend

Due in the mountain of dessiminating the dope music to people all over the world

But I haven’t been wholly straightforward with you Larry

But tonight, I think you’re about to move a stage further in my twelve step

plan which you have fought so diligently

Yeah, brother

Let me look in the bag

Then unrolled your fingers

Black cat bone

Some rats leap out the bag

To join the cutthroat

Now lets take a little touch of this

A little touch of this

Gimmie that dixie bottle you’re holdin' there

Put some of this in there

Mix it up real good

Now you drink that down, Larry

Tell me how you feel

Oh, I feel goddamn weird D. Wayne

Do you feel the spirit?

I feel the spirit comin' to me

Are you changin' Larry?

I can change

Are you changin' from what you once were?

I can change, man I can change

You have the power to do as the Lord does

And remember Larry God has power

God has power

And if one does as God does enough times

You will become as God is

Feel the spirit movin' through you, Larry

As we go back

Back to the beat of the heart

Back to me and you, Larry

Now sing me a sad, sweet spiritual

In that mornin'

I wanna be walkin' yeah

I wanna be walkin' on

I wanna be

Walking on to glory, yeah

On line of horizons I can see

City lights are shining, yeah

Shining like diamonds

Lord I believe I’m coming home

Guitar

You gotta help me now

You gotta help me now

You see I looked for the light in the words of Saint Matthew

Took the heed of the call to come and congregate

I got me a ticket for that gospel train

But Lord it got to the station just a little too late

But into the night I went looking for angels

Only to find that I was walking alone

Searchin' the line for some sign of salvation, Lord

But I found none

Mississippi guitar

You’ve gotta help me now

Some brother

Some sister

Somebody

You’ve gotta help me now

I buried my bible at the back of the bar room

I bought me a bottle

Jukebox played Jerry Lee

I stumbled and staggered in the heat of the moonshine

A whole lot of shakin' goin' on in me

Up in the skies thunder is rollin'

River is running to bed down below

I’m gonna raise up my hands

Sing all the sweets of the cale

It’s comin', comin' on strong, now

So help me, now

You gotta help me now

You gotta help me now

You gonna help me now?

Hear that D. Wayne?

I can feel brother

I got that gospel swing

I got that golden gate quartet on my turntable

Gospel music gonna let me swing

I’m gonna get down on here to Jackson

Gonna get down on my knees

I’m gonna get down to five miles in Alabama

'cause tonight gospel music gonna set me free

Gospel music

Gonna set me free

Sweet pretty acid house gospel music

It’s gonna set me free

'till the morning watch me now, i’m gonna be walkin'…