Текст песне : Gil Scott-Heron. Lady Day And John Coltrane.

Ever feel kinda down and out, you dont know just what to do
Livin all of your days in darkness let the sun shine through
Ever feel that somehow, somewhere you lost your way
And if you dont get a help quick you wont make it through the day
Or could you call on Lady Day, could you call on John Coltrane
Now cause there, theyll wash your troubles, your troubles, your troubles away

Plastic people with plastic minds are on their way to plastic homes
No beginning there aint no ending just on and on and on and on and on, its
All because theyre so afraid to say that theyre alone
Until I hear old Rodney ridin on his saxophone
Or could you call on Lady Day, could you call on John Coltrane
Now cause there, theyll wash your troubles, your troubles,
your troubles away

Alright
Ever feel kinda down and out, you dont know just what to do
Livin all of your days in darkness let the sun shine through
Ever feel that somehow, somewhere you lost your way
And if you dont get a help quick you wont make it through the day
Or could you call on Lady Day, could you call on John Coltrane
Now cause there, theyll wash your troubles, your troubles, your troubles, your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles,
your troubles away
Theyll wash your troubles away