Suite for 20 G - James Taylor

Slipping away what can I say

Wont you stay inside me month of may

And hold on to me golden day, slipping away

Sunshine on my wall

To keep my mind on the things Im saying

Footsteps in the hall

To tell me Ive been this way before, nevermore

Let it rain sweet mary jane

Let it wash your love down all around me Come inside and put it down

Let it rain

Ive been trying hard to find a way to let you know

That we can make it shine most all the time

This time round Im searching down to where I used to go And its been on my mind to make it shine

You can say I wanna be free

I can say someday I will be You can say I wanna be free

I can say someday I will be When I catch a common cold

Wanna hear a saxophone

When I let the good times roll, baby

Slide me a bass trombone

Walk me down old funky street

Lord knows I feel good enough to eat (now)

Hold my soul.

now, Im sure enough fond of my rock n roll

When I go to sleep at night

Wanna hear a slide guitar

When Im feeling loose and right

Riding in my automobile

Boney maroney and peggy sue

Got the rocking pneumonia, got the boogey-woogey flu

Baby, hold my soul.

said, Im sure enough fond of my rock n roll

Good god