(:redirect quiet=1:) %abc-2.1 X:1 T:Sweet Baby James Z:Webmaster C:James Taylor K: W:1 W:There is a young cowboy, he lives on the range W:His horse and his cattle are his only companions W:He works in the saddle and he sleeps in the canyons W:Waiting for summer, his pastures to change W:And as the moon rises, he sits by his fire W:Thinkin' about women and glasses of beer W:Closing his eyes as the doggies retire W:He sings out a song which is soft, but it's clear W:As if maybe someone could hear W: W:ch W:Goodnight, you moonlight ladies W:Rockabye, sweet baby James W:Deep greens and blues are the colours I choose W:Won't you let me go down in my dreams? W:And rock-a-bye, sweet baby James W: W:2 W:Now, the first of December was covered with snow W:So was the turnpike from Stockbridge to Boston W:Though the Berkshires seemed dreamlike on account of that frostin' W:With ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go W:There's a song that they sing when they take to the highway W:A song that they sing when they take to the sea W:Song that they sing of their home in the sky W:Maybe you can believe it if it helps you to sleep W:But singing works just fine for me % % % % % % % % % %]