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James Taylor
James Taylor


Background information
Birth name James Vernon Taylor
Born March 12, 1948
Born place Boston, Massachusetts, U.S.
Genre(s) Folk-Rock
Rock
Pop
Country
Years active 1968—present
Label(s) Columbia Records
Capitol Records
EMI Group
Sony Music
Hear Music
Apple Records
Associated acts Carole King
Carly Simon
Website Website



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James Taylor (1968)
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Where I've been, you don't know. And what I've got, baby, it don't show.
Now, I won't try to teach you how, don't talk now.
Don't talk roads, don't talk sand. Don't talk dust, don't talk no man.
Don't talk rules, don't talk vows, don't talk now.

I don't wanna hear the same old song,
and too many rights still make her wrong, baby.
I know she can't hurt me less by talking more,
she can't make good what was bad before.

No, It's too late now for me to lie and I can't make a second try.
I just came on back baby got to say good bye, good bye.
Don't talk now, don't talk now. Don't talk now, don't talk now.


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Something's wrong, that restless feeling's been preying on your mind.
Road maps in a well-cracked ceiling, the signs aren't hard to find.
Now I'm not saying that you've been mistreated,
no one's hurt you, nothing's wrong. A moment's rest was all you needed,
So pack your things and kindly move along.

Like dust in the wind you're gone forever.
You're wind-blown leaves, you're a change in the weather.
Just a town like any other, a second brand new start.
A third or fourth hand, wife or lover, no, you won't break her heart.
Take some bacon, go on and leave your watch chain,
She won't count on nothing more.
Wrap your hands around that small change and tiptoe barefoot out the door.

Yes, something's wrong, that restless feeling's been preying on my mind.
When things get bad I'm bound to pack my bags and just leave them all behind.


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Just knocking around the zoo on a Thursday afternoon,
there's bars on all the windows and they're counting up the spoons, yeah.
And if I'm feeling edgy, there's a chick who's paid to be my slave, yeah, watch out James.
But she'll hit me with a needle if she thinks I'm trying to misbehave.

Now the keeper's trying to cool me/ says I'm bound to be all right,
but I know that he can't fool me cause I'm putting him uptight, yeah.
And I can feel him getting edgy every time I make a sudden move, whoa, yes it's true.
And I can hear them celebrating every time I up and leave the room.

Now my friends all come to see me, they just point at me and stare.
Said, he's just like the rest of us so what's he doing there?
They hide in their movie theaters drinking juice, keeping tight, watch that bright light.
Cause they're certain about one thing, babe, that zoo's no place to spend the night, no.

Just knocking around the zoo on a Thursday afternoon,
there's bars on all the windows and they're counting up the spoons, yeah.
And if I'm feeling edgy, there's a chick who's paid to be my slave, watch out Kootch.
But she'll hit me with a needle if she thinks I'm trying to misbehave.


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Sounds of laughter, here comes sunshine, smiling faces all around.
They possess you, bless you, sunshine, now you can never let them down, I say sunshine.

Sunshine, sunshine, is that a cloud across your smile or did you dream again last night?
It's best you rest inside a while as blue doesn't seem to suit you right.

Things ain't what they used to be, pain and rain and misery.
Illness in the family and sunshine means a lot to me, I say sunshine.

But could it be Sunshine is drifting with midnight and lonely when everyone's gone?
Blue crystal spirits and gardens in moonlight
leave weak alone and bleak all quiet and grey by dawn.

Sunshine, sunshine rising to late to chase the cold and failing to change the frost to dew.
She's trading her mood of yellow gold for frost bitten shades of silver-blue.

Friends and lovers past and gone and no one waiting further on,
I'm running short of things to be and sunshine means quiet a lot to me, I say sunshine.
Sunshine, sunshine...


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Morning, sing me a song, afternoon, bring it along, nighttime, show me a friend,
say it again, send a good dream my way.

Wednesday, feeling just fine, I got to say time on my hands. Friday, look at them run,
show me some fun, taking the sunshine in.

God knows you've got to give yourself time to think these days,
Lord knows you've got to take enough, time to look both ways, the pieces fly by so quickly now.

Laura, look at you walk, I swear you've got eyes in my head.
I'd like to follow you down, show you around, borrow the crown you wear.

Bacon, lie on the plate, two black-eyed peas wait on the side.
Gravy, chicken and rice, isn't it nice? Tell me the price of the food.

What happens when the answers they give you aren't good enough?
What happens when it rains for eight days on your week off?
You know you can't buy tomorrow, no, it's all a matter of opening up your eyes.
And looking around cause it's all there, it's all there, I said taking the sunshine in.


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There's something in the way she moves,
Or looks my way, or calls my name,
That seems to leave this troubled world behind.
If I'm feeling down and blue,
Or troubled by some foolish game,
She always seems to make me change my mind.

Chorus:
And I feel fine anytime she's around me now,
She's around me now
Almost all the time.
And If I'm well you can tell that she's been with me now,
And she's been with me now
Quite a long, long time
And I feel fine.

Every now and then the things I lean on lose their meaning,
And I find myself convening
In places where I should not let me go.
She has the power to go where no one else can find me,
Yes, and to silently remind me
Of the happiness and good times that I know
But I said I just got to know them

It isn't what she's got to say
Or how she thinks or where she's been.
To me, the words are nice, the way they sound.
I like to hear them best that way
It doesn't much matter what they mean,
Well she says them mostly just to calm me down.

Chorus:
And) I feel fine anytime she's around me now,
She's around me now
Almost all the time.
If I'm well you can tell that she's been with me now,
And she's been with me now
Quite a long, long time
Yes, and I feel fine.

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In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
Maybe just like a friend of mine
It hit me from behind
Yes I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

Karen she's a silver sun
You best walk her way and watch it shinin'
Watch her watch the mornin' come
A silver tear appearing now I'm cryin'
Ain't I goin' to Carolina in my mind

There ain't no doubt it no ones mind
That loves the finest thing around
Whisper something SOFT and kind
And hey babe the sky's on fire, I'm Dyin'
Ain't I goin' to Carolina in my mind

In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
Maybe just like a friend of mine
It hit me from behind
Yes I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

Dark and silent late last night
I think I might have heard the highway calling
Geese in flight and dogs that bite
Signs that might be omens say I going, going
I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

With a holy host of others standing 'round me
Still I'm on the dark side of the moon
And it seems like it goes on like this forever
You must forgive me
If I'm up and gone to Carolina in my mind

In my mind I'm goin' to Carolina
Can't you see the sunshine
Can't you just feel the moonshine
Maybe just like a friend of mine
It hit me from behind
Yes I'm goin' to Carolina in my mind

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Daybreak finds you up and alive just as though you could touch a star.
But sunset seems to leave you weary, alone and wondering who you are.
Don't deny that lonely feeling, babe, that keeps stealing on you from deep down inside.
Hey, can't you see that it's no good concealing a feeling it hurts you to hide?

When you can come home to me, yes, I'm happy to hear
what you've got to say to me, baby, all the way.
Girl, you can count on me, watch those shadows fade away,
and brighten your night with my day.

Daybreak, sunset, hot and cold running smiles and tears.
A bright outside to match your foolish pride, but not a word for the lonely years.
Please come back home to me, now you won't have to say
that you'll stay with me, baby, no, it's not that way.
Just come back home to me, watch those shadows fade away,
And brighten your night with my daybreak, sunset, you don't have to cry no more.
Now, everything's gonna be just fine, watch out, baby, here it comes,
Right around the corner, here it comes, just brighten your night with my day.


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A catfish, he tends to groove on the water, it's just where he's bound to be.
And a monkey kinds of flashes on fruits and bananas, so he lives in the top of a tree.
But my eyes are made for darkness and so the nighttime is right for me,
Said I'm a night owl, honey, sleep all day long.

Now most folks they like the good day time, they like to see the shining sun.
They're up in the morning off and running till they're too tired for having fun.
But when the sun goes down and them bright lights shine, my daytime has just begun.
I'm a night owl, honey, sleep all day long.

Said turn off that bright light, baby, you're just about to drive me blind.
Draw them curtains for me, mama, you watch and you'll see how my love light shines.

Now, there's two sides to this great big world, and one of them is always night.
Hey, if you can take care of business in the sunshine, baby, I guess you're gonna be all right.
But don't come looking for string bean to lend you a hand,
because my eyes they can't stand the light,
No, I'm a night owl, honey, sleep all day long. I said sleep all day long, I'm a night owl, honey.


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What good is that happy lie? All you wanted from the start was to cry, girl.
It looks like another fall. Your friends they don't seem to help at all.
Now, when you're feeling kind of cold and small, just look up your rainy day man.

It does you no good to pretend, child. You've made a hole much too big to mend.
And it looks like you lose again, my friend, so go on home and look up your rainy day man.

Now rainy day man, he don't like sunshine,
he don't chase rainbows, he don't need good times, no.
Grey days rolling, then you'll see him, I said empty feeling, Lord now you need him.

All those noble thoughts, they just don't belong. You can't hide the truth with a happy song.
And since you knew where you stood all along, just go call up your rainy day man.

Now simple pleasures they all evade you, store-bought treasures, Lord none can save you.
Look for signs to ease the pain, I said ask again, go on and pray for rain.

It looks like another fall. Your good friends they don't seem to help at all.
Now, when you're feeling kind of cold and small, just look up your rainy day man,
all I'm asking just to look up your rainy day man.


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Now, I love my baby, and she's bound to love me some.
Yes, I love my baby, and she's bound to love me some.
Now, she throws her arms around me just like a circle around the sun, yeah yeah.

I lay down last night just to try to take my rest.
I said I lay down last night, Lord, I was trying to take my rest.
But my thoughts they just kept wandering just like them wild geese in the west, babe.

Now I know that sunrise, sunrise, it's gonna shine in my back yard someday.
I said I know that sunrise, sunrise, sunrise, it's gonna shine in my back yard someday.
And that wind's just bound to rise up, gonna blow, blow all my blues away, hey, hey, hey,

I love my baby and she's bound to love me some.
Hear me say that I love my baby, and she's bound to love me some.
Now, she throws her arms around me just like a circle around the sun.


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A tree grows in my back yard, it only grows at night.
Its branches they're all twisted, its leaves are afraid of light.
They say the blues is just a bad dream, they say it lives upside your head.
But when it's lonely in the morning, you're bound to wish that you was lying dead.

There's winds out on the ocean, they're blowing just as they choose.
But then winds ain't got no emotion, baby, they don't know the blues.
They say the blues is just a bad dream, they say it lives upside your head, mmmm.
But when it's lone, lonely in the morning you're bound to wish that you was lying dead.

My mind is rambling and rambling just like some rolling stone, no,
since that nightmare's come to stay with me, baby, my thoughts just don't belong.
They say the blues is just a bad dream, they say it lives upside your head.
But when they visit you around midnight, you're bound to wish that you were lying dead.


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