James Taylor - Nobody But You Lyrics
Everybody knows that Im just a joeThat likes to hang aroundTalkin about my problemsBringing other people downWell this may be so, but not long agoI was sitting on the top of the worldSure is strange how things can turn themselves aroundWhen Im in need of a little bit of consultationUsed to call on my uncle johnTook a trip down to west virginiaFound him dead and goneAnd as some sort of silly little consolationThey gave me my ticket backWhat you gonna do with folks like that?You can talk about bands of angelsAnd you think you come with your soul in your handsTo set their children freeBut you talk about little bit of understandingThings that happen day to daySome of you folks sure nuf have been good to meYou come on talkin about angel bandsYou think that you come with your soul in your handsJust to set their children freeBut you talk about a little bit of understandingThings that happen day to daySome one has been good to me, yeh.Nobody but you, nobody but you, nobody but you, nobody but youNobody but you, nobody but you, nobody but you, nobody but youNobody, nobody but youNobody, nobody, nobody, nobodyNobody but you
