James Taylor - Hey Mister, That's Me Up On the Jukebox lyrics

Hey mister, that's me up on the jukebox

I'm the one that's singing this sad song

Well, I'll cry everytime that you slip in one more dime

And let the boy sing the sad 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 everytime that you slip in one more dime

And let the boy sing the sad 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

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 everytime that you're up and slip in one more dime

And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time

Well, I've been spreading myself thin these days

Don't you know

Good-bye

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[Capo III]

Hey mister, that's me upon the jukebox [D C Bm]

I'm the one that's singing this sad song [D C G]

I'll cry everytime that you slip in one more dime [D C Bm Esus E7]

And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time [Em7 A7 D Em7 A]

Southern California is as blue as the boy can be [Bm E7 Bm E7]

Blue as the deep blue sea [C G]

Won't you listen to me now [Bm E7]

I need your Golden Gated cities like a hole in the head [Bm E7 Bm E7]

Like a hole in the head, I'm free! [C G D ( C G A )]

I do believe I'm headed home [D F#m Bm]

Hey mister, can't you see that I'm as dry as a bone [C G A D]

I think I'll spend some time alone [Bm F#m G]

Unless you found a way of squeezing water from a stone [C G C A]

Let the doctor and the lawyer do as much as they can [Bm E7 Bm E7]

Let the springtime begin [C G]

Let the boy become a man [Bm E7]

I have wasted too much time just to sing you this sad song [Bm E7 Bm E7]

I've been this lonesome picker a little too long [C G D, Em7 A]

Hey mister, that's me upon the jukebox [D C Bm]

I'm the one that's singing this sad song [D C G]

I'll cry everytime that you slip in one more dime [D C Bm Esus E7]

And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time [Em7 A7 D, Em7 A]

[fade on Bm-E7 progression]

Well, I've been spreading myself thin these days,

don't you know

Good-bye.