She Sang Sweet Baby James

She had a heart full of love

For her baby, for life and James Taylor

She nursed her baby, and she closed her eyes

She was a cowgirl, truck driver and sailor

In her mind, she wasn't abandoned

Though the baby was all that she had

She was lonely at night when the babe was asleep

But when singing, it wasn't so bad

And she sang "Sweet Baby James"

And she flew o'er the turnpikes, the mountain, and sea

And she looked to the skies, where heaven should be

Said, "Could it be there's no heaven for me?

The only difference in my life and hell are the flames"

So she sang "Sweet Baby James"

She had to work for a living

And her mom kept the babe every day

The driving paid minimum wages to all

And was so little carry-home pay

But she'd take her own flights of fancy

Each time she found herself alone

She'd get on her dream song and she'd sail away

With her baby to find that new home

And she sang "Sweet Baby James"

And she flew o'er the turnpikes, the mountains and sea

And she looked to the skies, where heaven should be

Said, "Could it be there's no heaven for me?

The only difference in my life and hell are the flames"

So she sang "Sweet Baby James"

"The only difference in my life and hell are the flames"

So she sang "Sweet Baby James"