James Taylor – Hey Mister, That's Me Up On The Jukebox Lyrics  Share

From James Taylor's album: Mud Slide Slim And The Blue Horizon

Hey mister, that^,s me up on the jukebox. I^,m the one that^,s singing this sad song.
Well, I^,ll cry every time that you slip in one more dime
and let the boy sing the sad song one, one more time.

Southern California, that^,s as blue as the boy can be,
blue as the deep blue sea, won^,t you listen to me now.
I need your golden gated cities like a hole in the head,
just like a hole in the head, I^,m free.

Hey mister, that^,s me up on the jukebox. I^,m the one that^,s singing this sad song.
Well, I^,ll cry every time that you slip in one more dime
and let the boy sing the sad song one, one more time.

I do believe I^,m headed home. Hey mister, can^,t you see that I^,m as dry as a bone.
I think I^,ll spend some time alone,
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yes, unless you^,ve found a way of squeezing water from a stone.

Let the doctor and the lawyer do as much as they can.
Let the springtime begin. let the boy become a man.
I done wasted too much time just to sing you this sad song.
I done been this lonesome picker a little too long.

Hey mister, that^,s me up on the jukebox. I^,m the one that^,s singing this sad song.
Well, I^,ll cry every time that you slip in one more dime
and let the boy sing the sad song one, one more time.

I^,ve been spreading myself thin these days, don^,t you know? Goodbye.
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