James Vernon Taylor (12 de março de 1948, em Belmont, Massachusetts) é um músico norte-americano de folk rock.
Começou sua carreira no final dos anos 60, na onda, então popular, do soft-rock americano. Como não conseguia espaço em seu próprio país, foi tentar a sorte na Inglaterra, sendo um dos primeiros contratados da gravadora dos Beatles, a Apple Records. Mas as gravações que realizou no período 68/69 não chamaram a atenção e ele voltou para os EUA.
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
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Millworker Words and Music by James Taylor (c) 1979 Country Road Music
DC/DD DA/DD G/DA/D Now my grandfather was a sailor, he blew in off the water DA/DG/DA/D My father was a farmer and I, his only daughter, DA/DG/DA/D took up with a no-good millworking man from Massachusetts DA/DG/DA/DD who dies from too much whiskey and leaves me these three faces to feed DCsus2G6/BA7sus4
A/DDG/DA/D Mill-work ain't easy; mill-work ain't hard DA/DG/DA/D Mill-work, it ain't nothing but an awful boring job DA/DG/DA/D I'm waiting for a day dream to take me through the morning DA/DG/DA/DD and put me in my coffee break where I can have a sandwich and remember
C(addD) G6/B Then it's me and my machine for the rest of the morning Gm/BbA7sus4 for the rest of the afternoon DC/DDC/D and the rest of my life
Now my mind begins to wander to the days back on the farm I can see my father smiling at me, swingin' on his arm I can hear my grand-dad's stories of the storms out on Lake Erie where vessels and cargos and fortunes and sailor's lives were lost
Yes, but it's my life has been wasted, and I have been the fool to let this manufacture 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
C(addD) G6/B So may I work the mills just as long as I am able Gm/BbA7sus4D and never meet the man whose name is on the label C(addD) G6/B It be me and my machine for the rest of the morning Gm/BbA7sus4 for the rest of the afternoon DC/DDC/D and the rest of my life --- A/D: xx0220 G/D: xx0433 Csus2: x3x03x G6/B: x2x03x Gm/Bb: x1x03x A7sus4: x02030 C(add9):x32030 C/D: xx0010