Ray Charles On a Lonely Night

Ray Charles on a lonely night Feel it mostly in his fingertips. He play in every shade of blue. His touch be intimate and true. Ray Charles on a lonely night Come to Harlem like a fool for you. He lightly tease his baby grand, And mess around with loving hand. Ray Charles on a lonely night Must have Georgia on his dirty mind. With unchained heart he hit the road, To end up busted a la mode. Ray Charles on a lonely night Had a problem singing, What’d I Say. He made the call to ill response, And music critics’ nonchalance. Ray Charles on a lonely night, One mint julep doesn’t ease the sting. America, it sheds its grace On those who know and keep their place. Ray Charles on a lonely night Play a solo act with no Raelettes. He can’t stop loving someone when It’s always cryin’ time again. Ray Charles on a lonely night Would often say, Let’s go get stoned, And seven Spanish angels be The birds who keep Ray company. Ray Charles on a lonely night; Like Johnny Cash at Folsom, But maybe even more so. Tell me what’d I say…