Track Title:               Sweet Baby James

Album Title:               Best Of James Taylor
Prime Artist:              James Taylor
Written by:                James Taylor

There is a young cowboy
He lives on the range.
His horse and his cattle
Are his only companions.
He works in the saddle
And he sleeps in the canyon,
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change.
As the moon rises
He sits by his fire,
Thinking 'bout women
And glasses of beer.
And closing his eyes
As the dogies retire,
He sings out a song
Which is soft but it's clear.
As if maybe someone could hear.
Good night you moonlight ladies
Rock 'a bye sweet baby James.
Deep greens and blues
Are the colors I choose.
Won't you let me go down in my dreams?
And rock 'a bye sweet baby James.
Now the first of December
Was covered in snow.
So was the turnpike
}From Stockbridge to Boston.
Though the Berkshires
Seemed dreamlike
On account of that frosting.
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 it helps you to sleep.
But singing works just fine for me.