Sweet Baby James
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
doggies 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
And so was the turnpike from
Stockbridge to Boston
Lord, the Berkshires seemed
dream-like 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
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
Sung by: James Taylor
