Suite for 20G

James Taylor



Slipping away what can I say

Won't you stay inside me month of May

And hold on to me golden day, slippin' away



Sunshine on my wall

to keep my mind on the things I'm saying

Footsteps in the hall to tell me I've 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



I've been trying hard to find a way to let you know

That we can make it shine most all the time

This time 'round I'm searching down to where I used to go

And it's been on my mind to make it shine



You can say I want to be free

I can say some day I will be



When I catch a common cold

I want to hear a saxophone

When I let the good times roll

Slide me a bass trombone

Walk me down old funky street

Lord knows I feel good enough to eat

Hold my soul. I sure am fond of my rock and roll

When I go to sleep at night

I want to hear a slide guitar

When I'm feeling loose and right

Riding in my automobile

Boney Maroney and Peggy Sue

Rocking pneumonia and boogey-woogey flu

Hold my soul. I'm sure enough fond of my rock and roll

Good God