Well, I'm a steamroller, baby. I'm bound to roll all over you. Yes, I'm a steamroller now, baby. I'm bound to roll all over you. I'm gonna inject your soul with some sweet rock 'n roll.
Oh yeah, oh girl, oh girl. Oh girl, oh girl, oh yeah, yeah. Listen, baby. . Praying for the sunshine. Standing out in the rain. Trying to forgive myself.
Well the sun is surely sinking down. But the moon is slowly rising. And this old world must still be spinning 'round. And I still love you. . So close your eyes.
James Taylor. 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.
James Taylor. 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.
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 canyons.
James Taylor. 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.
Well, I'm a steamroller, baby. I'm bound to roll all over you. Yes, I'm a steamroller, baby. I'm bound to roll all over you. I'm gonna inject your soul with some sweet rock 'n roll.
James Taylor. 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.
We are riding on a railroad, singing some else's song. Forever standing by the cross road. Take a side and step along.. We are sailing away on a river to the sea. Maybe you an me can meet again..
James Taylor. Do believe I'm gonna clap my hands. Think I might tap my feet. Put together a one man band. Take a walk on down the street. Have a one man parade.
James Taylor. Everybody knows that I'm just a Joe. That likes to hang around. Talkin' about my problems. Bringing other people down. Well this may be so, but not long ago.
James Taylor. 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.
James Taylor. Its written in the surface of her skin. There's been a baby within. Given away in love. I see it in the little lines. Around her eyes, across her brow.
James Taylor. Mescalito has opened up my eyes. Mescalito has set my mind at ease. Mescalito has opened up my eyes. Set my mind at ease.... Ah!.
James Taylor. Long ago a young man sits and plays his waiting game. But things are not the same it seems as in such tender dreams. Slowly passing sailing ships and Sunday afternoon.
James Taylor. Little David, play on your harp. Hallelu, hallelu, little David. Play on your harp, hallelujah. Little David, play on your harp. hallelu, hallelu, little David.
James Taylor. Hand me down my golden crown and let me ride. Don't deny the highway in my soul. Jump and sing that silver thing that I feel inside. Hallelujah let that big wheel roll.
James Taylor. Just knocking around the zoo on a Thursday afternoon. There's bars on all the windows and they're counting up the spoons. And if I'm feeling edgy there's a chick who's paid to be my slave.
James Taylor. Make my bed out of Wonder Bread. Spread some mustard upon my head. I don't want no onions or sauerkraut, Mamma. Hold on to the bun baby, work it on out..