Traditional Arrangements and additional Lyrics by James Taylor I've been wanderin' early late From New York City to the Golden Gate And it don't look
I've been wanderin' early late From new york city to the golden gate And it don't look like I'll ever stop my wanderin' My daddy was an engineer My brother
ever stop my wandering. I've been wandering early and late from the New York City to the Golden Gate, and it don't look like I'll ever stop my wandering
Traducción: Taylor, James. Errante.
ll ever stop my wandering. I've been wandering early and late from the New York City to the Golden Gate, and it don't look like I'll ever stop my wandering
sun I lay down last night, Lord Just to try to take my rest I lay down last night, Lord I was trying to take my rest But my thoughts they just kept wandering
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 Now my mind begins to wander To the days
(James Taylor) Now my grandfather was a sailor, He blew in off the water My father was a farmer I, his only daughter, Took up with a no-good millworking
John shirt from 1805 I'm live, there is a woman she kills a rat, she lives in a house on the hill side Jesse James was a desperado, he was shot in the
: (James Taylor) Now my grandfather was a sailor, He blew in off the water My father was a farmer I, his only daughter, Took up with a no-good millworking
