Hey Mister, That's Me Up On The Jukebox Lyrics - Taylor James

James Taylor 

Hey mister, that's me up on the jukebox 

I'm the one that's singing this sad song 

Well, I'll cry everytime that you slip in one more dime 

And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time 

Southern California that's as blue as the boy can be 

Blue as the deep blue sea 

Won't you listen to me now 

I need your golden gated cities like a hole in the head 

Just like a hole in the head, I'm free 

Hey mister, that's me up on the jukebox 

I'm the one that's singing this sad song 

Well, I'll cry everytime that you slip in one more dime 

And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time 

I do believe I'm headed home 

Hey mister, can't you see that I'm as dry as a bone 

I think I'll spend some time alone 

Yes, unless you've found a way of squeezing water from a stone 

Let the doctor and the lawyer do as much as they can 

Let the springtime begin 

Let the boy become a man 

I done wasted too much time just to sing you this sad song 

I done been this lonesome picker a little too long 

Hey mister, that's me up on the jukebox 

I'm the one that's singing this sad song 

Well, I'll cry everytime that you're up and slip in one more dime 

And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time 

Well, I've been spreading myself thin these days 

Don't you know 

Good-bye