James Michael Taylor's listening history
          THE BURDEN OF SANITY - capo @ 5 in An
Am F 
As I turned on to Calhoun I could hear the music from the street
Dm E
A dog pissed on a speaker as I found myself a seat
Now, Buster is a caveman all hunched over his bones
Hair matted like a…
        
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          DIRTY LAUNDRY  Key C
I got a call from Russell. He had to move his junk
He’d filled his car. He’d filled his trunk
Big black bags of something. I said, “What’s with these?”
He said, “It’s dirty laundry.” I said, “That’s crazy.” 
So, he…
        
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          I HATE GOODBYES   September 8, 2017   Capo 2 IN D
I go in the back door. Never in the front
All of that attention is the last thing that I want
You know what I’m talking ‘bout the kisses and the hugs
Climbing on the furniture, tripping…
        
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          IF I WAS A CATERPILLAR
If I was a caterpillar this is what I’d do
I would promise to get better, all on account of you
I would dream of wings of velvet, gold and purple hue
Change my robe and change my slippers all on account of you
I would…
        
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          It's about Fog...
The fog that crept into the window at the Fort Ord stockade back in 1965, when I would skip breakfast and sit by the barred window in the barber chair and smell the ocean air.
        
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          It was quiet today at the dog park.
It was hot.
Everybody found a shady spot...
        
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          NO ANSWERS
I'd ask myself but I have no answers
I'd ask you but you are so far gone
I'm looking down this road I'm on, and on...
        
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          All I care about is nature and music.
Does that make me a Panthiest?
If that's my name, I will use it...
I don't care about what I don't care about...
(C) 2018 Royal T Music 
        
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          C w Capo @ 5
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Thirty one years in this city.
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Thirty one years on this street
Fighting in the morning. Fighting at night.
This place has the smell of defeat…
        
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