James Michael Taylor's listening history
CRAZY
She said if I ever go crazy and leave her
She'll go back to San Francisco
Now that she left and I'm crazy
I know where I have to go
Rocks line the bay
And ghost crabs scatter in Sausalito
I'll wait on the shore across the bay…
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WHO
I look. I see. I empty me into a smoke-filled room
I play. I sing out everything, 'til all that's left is gloom
I smile. I laugh. I show that half, I please them every night
But who will be the one for me. Who'll sing for me tonight…
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SMART
If I'm so smart, why are you telling me what to do?
You say I'm smart as you times two
If I'm so smart, won't you be quiet and let me think
How did I get so lost, if I'm so smart?
If I'm so smart, quit telling me to move along
That…
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This is my anti-pro Texas song song.
TEXAS IS AS FAR AS I CAN SEE
Well, some folks say that Texas is boots and belts and hats
And Lone Star chili's just carbohydrates, proteins and fats
I'll try to curb a snicker but I'm apt to disagree…
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I was trying to learn I'M IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE and gave up and took what I had already and wrote this.
CACTUS FLOWER
Cactus flower shining.
Simple song of life
never in a bouquet
Gathered for a wife
Cactus flower growing
In a land…
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My motto is INWARD THRU THE FOG. One day about a month ago, Laura 'Taylor' Whitfield told me I should, "write that song." Thinking back on a fog-bound night in California, I wrote it. Norman Pilcher, a friend from Texas, and I were headed north…
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This is a story I've wanted to tell for a long time...
EXCEPTIONS
I'm gonna call this "Exceptions." Because sometimes we make exceptions. Don't you know. Exceptions. Exceptions are supposed to prove the rule, but, no, they don't prove the…
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Chance would rather be chained in her back yard than returned to the pound...
Yes...Portland etc...
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There is nothing like the presence of a horse. The quiet understanding. The gentle strength.
Woodlake, California...1961. I had a horse. She was my friend.
There were times in my teens when Babe was the only being that did not judge me…
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Same old story.
Something just broke and I think it's my heart.
It wasn't an arrow. It wasn't a dart.
Mighta been a meteor that tore it apart
Something just broke and I think it's my heart.
Something just broke and I think it's my heart…
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