Released: September 16, 1975
Songwriter: James Taylor
Producer: Peter Asher
Hey mister that's me up on the jukebox
I'm the one singing this sad song
And I cry every time that you slip in one more dime
And play me singing the sad one one more time
Southern California
That's as blue as a girl can be
Blue as the deep blue sea
Won't you listen to me now
I need your golden gated cities
Like a hole in my head
Just like a hole in my head
I'm free
Hey mister that's me up on the jukebox
I'm the one singing this sad song
And I cry every time that you slip in one more dime
And play me singing the sad one one more time
Do believe
I'll go back home
Hey, mister can't you see that I'm dry as a bone
I think I'll spend some time alone
Unless you find a way of squeezing water from a stone
We'll let the doctor and the lawyer do as much as they can
Let the springtime begin
Let the boy become a man
I have wasted too much time just to sing you this sad song
I have been this lonesome picker just a little too long
Hey, mister that's me up on the jukebox
I'm the one singing this sad song
And I cry every time that you slip in one more dime
And play me singing the sad one one more time
Well, I've been spreading myself thin these days
I'm the one singing this sad song
And I cry every time that you slip in one more dime
And play me singing the sad one one more time
Southern California
That's as blue as a girl can be
Blue as the deep blue sea
Won't you listen to me now
I need your golden gated cities
Like a hole in my head
Just like a hole in my head
I'm free
Hey mister that's me up on the jukebox
I'm the one singing this sad song
And I cry every time that you slip in one more dime
And play me singing the sad one one more time
Do believe
I'll go back home
Hey, mister can't you see that I'm dry as a bone
I think I'll spend some time alone
Unless you find a way of squeezing water from a stone
We'll let the doctor and the lawyer do as much as they can
Let the springtime begin
Let the boy become a man
I have wasted too much time just to sing you this sad song
I have been this lonesome picker just a little too long
Hey, mister that's me up on the jukebox
I'm the one singing this sad song
And I cry every time that you slip in one more dime
And play me singing the sad one one more time
Well, I've been spreading myself thin these days
more tracks from the album
From the album
- Prisoner in Disguise (1975)
Linda Ronstadt popular songs
- Blue Bayou
- You’re No Good
- Don’t Know Much
- Willin’
- Tumbling Dice
- Somewhere Out There
- Long, Long Time
- When Will I Be Loved
- I Never Will Marry
- If I Should Fall Behind
- Just A Little Bit Of Rain
- Dreams of the San Joaquin
- The Blacksmith
- Entre Abismos
- Rivers of Babylon
- Angel Baby
- Feels Like Home
- Mental Revenge
- Nobody’s
- Telling Me Lies
- Grítenme Piedras del Campo
- Silent Night
- Am I Blue
- A River for Him