Word smithing, JT style

strangely, when I added Mud Slide Slim to my phone’s playlist, I knew all the words, all the harmonies and remembered a time when I knew the guitar parts…

I’m thinking about a broken heart, I’m talking ’bout the break of dawn,
you love me while I’m here and you can miss me when I’m gone.
Sweet misunderstanding, won’t you leave a poor boy alone,
I’m the one eyed seed of a tumbleweed in the belly of a rolling stone.
Back on the highway, yeah, yeah, yeah, back on the road again.

Here I am again, Holiday Inn, same old four walls again.
Gee, but it’s fine to be back home again, whoa, now.
Said, Holiday Inn, I’m on the road again.

James Taylor “Mud Slide Slim And The Blue Horizon” (1971)

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