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"