Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gil Scott-Heron
Vocals
Bernard Purdie
Drums
Brian Jackson
Electric Piano
Burt Jones
Electric Guitar
Johnny Pate
Conductor
Ron Carter
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gil Scott-Heron
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bob Simpson
Mixing Engineer
Bob Thiel
Producer
Hall Ray
Mixing Engineer
Lillian Seyfert
Assistant Producer
Lyrics
Ever feel kinda down and out?
You don't know just what to do
Livin' all of your days in darkness
Let the sunshine through
Ever feel that somehow
Somewhere you've lost your way?
And if you don't get a help quick
You won't make it through the day
Could you call on Lady Day?
Could you call on John Coltrane?
Now 'cause they'll, they'll wash your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles away
Plastic people with plastic minds
Are on their way to plastic homes
No beginning, there ain't no ending
Just on and on and on and on and on, it's
All because they're so afraid
To say that they're alone
Until our hero rides in
Rides in on his saxophone
Could you call on Lady Day?
Could you call on John Coltrane?
Now 'cause they'll, they'll wash your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles away
Alright
Ever feel kinda down and out
And don't know just what to do?
Livin' all of your days in darkness
Let the sun shine through
Ever feel that somehow
Somewhere you've lost your way
And if you don't get a help quick
You won't make it through the day
Could you call on Lady Day?
Could you call on John Coltrane?
Now 'cause they'll, they'll wash your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles away
They'll wash your troubles away
They'll wash your troubles away
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles
Your troubles away
Yeah, they'll wash your troubles away
They'll wash your troubles away
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Gil Scott-heron
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