
Sweet Baby James (Live) James Taylor
"Sweet Baby James" by James Taylor, released in 1970, is a folk-rock ballad that reflects themes of comfort, nostalgia, and the innocence of childhood. The lyrics depict a soothing lullaby for a young child, evoking imagery of nature and familial love. The gentle acoustic guitar and Taylor's soft vocals create a warm, intimate atmosphere. The song's emotional depth and relatable themes have made it a classic, resonating with listeners across generations, contributing to Taylor's lasting influence in the music world. #FolkRock

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 canyons
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about 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
Goodnight you moonlight ladies
Rockabye sweet baby James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won’t you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December was covered with snow
So was the turnpike from Stockbridge to Boston
Now, the Berkshires seemed dreamlike
On account of that frosting
With ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go whoa
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
His horse and his cattle are his only companions
He works in the saddle and he sleeps in the canyons
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change
And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about 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
Goodnight you moonlight ladies
Rockabye sweet baby James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won’t you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December was covered with snow
So was the turnpike from Stockbridge to Boston
Now, the Berkshires seemed dreamlike
On account of that frosting
With ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go whoa
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
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