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PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Taylor
James Taylor
Acoustic Guitar
Valerie Carter
Valerie Carter
Vocals
Arnold McCuller
Arnold McCuller
Vocals
Kate Markowitz
Kate Markowitz
Vocals
David Lasley
David Lasley
Vocals
Bob Mann
Bob Mann
Guitar
Carlos Vega
Carlos Vega
Drums
Clifford Carter
Clifford Carter
Keyboards
Jimmy Johnson
Jimmy Johnson
Bass
Yo-Yo Ma
Yo-Yo Ma
Cello
Mark O'Connor
Mark O'Connor
Fiddle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Taylor
James Taylor
Composer
Stanley Silverman
Stanley Silverman
Arranger
Edgar Meyer
Edgar Meyer
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Taylor
James Taylor
Producer
Frank Filipetti
Frank Filipetti
Mixing Engineer
Jill Dell'Abate
Jill Dell'Abate
Associate Producer
Ted Cammann
Ted Cammann
Assistant Producer
Pete Karam
Pete Karam
Mixing Engineer
Tim Gerron
Tim Gerron
Assistant Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

歌詞

So the sun shines on this funeral Just the same as on a birth The way it shines on everything That happens here on Earth It rolls across the western sky And back into the sea And spends the days' last rays Upon this fucked-up family So long old pal The last time I saw Alice She was leaving Santa Fe With a bunch of round-eyed Buddhists In a killer Chevrolet Said they turned her out of Texas Yeah, she burned 'em down back home Now she's wild with expectation On the edge of the unknown singing Oh, it's enough to be on your way It's enough to cover ground It's enough to be moving on Home, build it behind your eyes Carry it in your heart Safe among your own They brought her back on a Friday night Same day I was born We sent her up the smoke stack Yes, and back into the storm She blew up over the San Juan Mountains She spent herself at last The threat of heavy weather That was what she knew the best Oh, it's enough to be on your way It's enough just to cover ground It's enough to be moving on Home, better build it behind your eyes Carry it in your heart Safe among your own It woke me up on a Sunday An hour before the sun It had me watching the headlights Out on highway 591 'Til I stepped into my trousers 'Til I pulled my big boots on I walked out on the mesa And I stumbled on this song Oh, it's enough to be on your way It's enough to cover ground It's enough to be moving on Home, boy, build it behind your eyes Carry it in your heart Safe among your own So long, old gal
Writer(s): James Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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