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Millworker
3,797
Singer/Songwriter
Millworkerは、アルバム『 』の一部として1979年5月1日にColumbiaによりリリースされましたFlag
album cover
アルバムFlag
リリース日1979年5月1日
レーベルColumbia
メロディック度
アコースティック度
ヴァランス
ダンサビリティ
エネルギー
BPM139

ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Taylor
James Taylor
Performer
Don Grolnick
Don Grolnick
Piano
Valerie Carter
Valerie Carter
Vocals
David Lasley
David Lasley
Vocals
Kate Markowitz
Kate Markowitz
Vocals
Arnold McCuller
Arnold McCuller
Vocals
Michael Landau
Michael Landau
Guitar
Carlos Vega
Carlos Vega
Drums
Clifford Carter
Clifford Carter
Keyboards
Jimmy Johnson
Jimmy Johnson
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Taylor
John Taylor
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Grolnick
Don Grolnick
Producer
George Massenburg
George Massenburg
Mixing Engineer
Michael White
Michael White
Engineer
Rail Rogut
Rail Rogut
Assistant Engineer
Doug Sax
Doug Sax
Mastering Engineer
Gavin Lurssen
Gavin Lurssen
Mastering Engineer
Nathaniel Kunkel
Nathaniel Kunkel
Recording Engineer
John Godenzi
John Godenzi
Recording Engineer
Randy Hutson
Randy Hutson
Recording Engineer

歌詞

[Verse 1]
Now my grandfather was a sailor
He blew in off the water
My father was a farmer
And I, his only daughter
Took up with a now good mill-working man
From Massachusetts
Who dies from too much whiskey
And leaves me theses three faces to feed
[Verse 2]
Millwork ain't easy
Millwork ain't hard
Millwork it ain't nothing
But an awful boring job
I'm waiting for a daydream
Could take me through the morning
And put me in my coffee break
Where I can have a sandwich
And remember
[Verse 3]
Then it's me and my machine
For the rest of the morning
For the rest of the afternoon
And the rest of my life
[Verse 4]
Now my mind begins to wander
To the days back on the farm
I can see my father smiling at me
Swinging on his arm
I can hear my granddad's stories
Of the storms out on Lake Eerie
Where vessels and cargos and fortunes
And sailors's lives were lost
[Verse 5]
Yes, but it's my life has been wasted
And I have been the fool
To let this manufacturer
Use my body for a tool
I can ride home in the evening
Staring at my hands
Swearing by my sorrow that a young girl
Ought to stand a better chance
[Verse 6]
May I work the mills just as long as I am able
And never meet the man whose name is on the label
It be me and my machine
For the rest of the morning
And the rest of the afternoon gone
For the rest of my life
Written by: James Taylor
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