One More Go Round — текст песни (James Taylor)

Workin on a thing

Workin on a thing

Funny little thing I know

Sure got to like it

Only thing I got to show you

Running around the room

In my fruit o the loom

A cup of coffee from king tuts tomb

Save me, lumalammalu



Sure enough I must have been mocus

And so out of focus

To miss the first half of the show

Oh, it gets to the end

We get to run it again

Just like before

One more go round



Drank myself some wine

Back in 69

I was fooling around with my friends

In my spare time

Life along the river

Knobby little knees

In the summer breeze

Hammock and a couple of trees

Swing low, if you please



Oh, I must have been mocus

And so out of focus

I missed the whole half of the show

Come to the end

And they run it again

Same as before

One more go round



After all this time

Of fooling around it

And never having nothing to show

Yeah, Im happy to say

That I finally found it

Right underneath my own nose



Oh, I must have been mocus

And so out of focus

I missed the first half of the show

Please dont let it end

I want it again

Just like before

One more go round