TBone — текст песни (James Taylor)

Me and t-bone on the road to town

Its like Im walking with a talking machine

Just as soon as he thinks of something else

He wont wait to interrupt himself

Must be something that he cant quite say

He just doesnt want to leave it that way

Although he may not know it yet

Unless I miss my bet

Hes just trying to forget

What his heart remembers



I see that t-bone got an automobile

Low-loping and open to the sky

All night behind the hurricane wheel

Riding in the eye

All day underneath the hood

Mondo bondo, plastic wood

He needs a mile of masking tape

He wants to keep his ship in shape

Someday to escape

What his heart remembers (oh, yes,what his heart remembers)



T-bones not alone, not alone

Looks like he gets a second chance

Its mamarama and lumalamalu

Want to take him to recovery dance

Hes looking like he gets his meat suit back

I guess he must have missed the crack attack

Still hes riding for a fall

cause its written upon the wall

That now he must recall

What his heart remembers (what his heart remembers)