There is a young cowboy, he lives on a range. | | His horse and his cattle are his only companion. |
| He works in the saddle and he sleeps in the canyons... | | Waitin' for summer his pastures to change. |
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire, thinkin' about women and glasses of beer and closing his eyes as the doggies retire. | | He sings out a song wich is soft but it's clear... |
| As if maybe someone could hear. | | Good night you, moonlight ladies, rock by sweet baby James, deep greens and blues are the colors I choose, won't you let me go down on my dreams? |
| And rock by sweet baby James. | | Now the first of december was covered with snow... |
| And so was the turnpike from stock bridge to Boston. | | Lord the Berkshire seemed dream like on account of that frosten, with ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go... |
| There's a song that they sing when they take to the highway. | | A song that they sing when they take to the sea. |
| A song that they sing of their home in the sky, maybe you can believe it if helps you to sleep. | | But singing works just fine for me. |
| So, good night you, moonlight ladies, rock by sweet baby James, deep greens and blues are the colors I choose, won't you let me go down on my dreams? | | And rock by sweet baby James. |
this stuf is just not around anymore
WONDERFUL SONGS! Thanks, always love to hear them time and again.
of all the different kinds of music i listen to, james taylor is my favorite by far.
best ever luv u James...
amazing guitarist
one of america's very best singer songwriters.Thankyou James Taylor.
what the whoha! brown eyed girl is not james taylor!
eu adoro james
I listen to so much current rock, but always come back to Sweet Baby James...
i have lost my you know what with his songs