[Chorus] James, James, quiet grin You make the whole room let the daylight in James, James, quiet grin Pull up a chair, let the good times begin [Verse] You sit by the guitar in your plaid shirt sleeves Hands folded easy, like you’ve got what you need A cold green cup and a couch worn deep While the old room settles and the shadows sleep [Verse] There’s a soft look waiting behind your eyes A little crooked smile that never needs to try James, when you look up, the room feels right Like a porch light glowing through the night [Chorus] James, James, quiet grin You make the whole room let the daylight in James, James, quiet grin Pull up a chair, let the good times begin
