sweet baby james

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There is a young cow-boy he lives on the range

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His horse and his cat-tle are his on-ly com-pan-ions

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He works in the sad-dle and he sleeps in the can-yons

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Wait-ing for Sum-mer, his pas-tures to change

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And as the moon ri-ses he sits by his fire

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Think-ing a-bout wo-men and glas-ses of beer

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And clos-ing his eyes as the do-gies re-tire

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He sings out a song which is soft but it's clear

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As if may-be some-one could hear


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Good-night you moon-light la-dies

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Rock-a-bye sweet ba-by James

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Deep greens and blues are the col-ors I choose

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Won't you let me go down in my dreams

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And rock-a-bye sweet ba-by James


Now the first of December was covered with snow
And so was the turnpike from Stockbridge to Boston
Lord, the Berkshires seemed dreamlike
on account of that frosting
With ten miles behind me
and ten thousand more to go
There's a song that they sing
when they take to the highway
A song that they sing when they take to the sea
A song that they sing of their home in the sky
Maybe you can believe it if it helps you to sleep
But singing works just fine for me


Goodnight you moonlight ladies
Rock-a-bye sweet baby James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rock-a-bye sweet baby James