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From the Album 1. Last Train Home 2. Shouldnt Matter but It Does 3. New Light 4. Why You No Love Me 5. Wild Blue 6. Shot in the Dark 7. I Guess I Just Feel Like 8. Til the Right One Comes 9. Carry Me Away 10. All I Want Is to Be With You

Other Songs 13 3x5 83 83 Medley A Break In The Clouds A Face To Call Home A Moment Like This Age Of Worry All We Ever Do Is Say Goodbye Always Her That Ends Up Getting Wet Another Kind Of Green Assassin Back To You Badge And Gun Bare Ballin It Belief Bigger Than My Body Bold As Love Born And Raised Born and Raised (Reprise) Break Away Breakaway By Nine Call Me The Breeze Changing City Love Clarity Closer To You Come Back To Bed Come When I Call Comfortable Covered In Rain Crossroads Daughters Dear Marie Do You Know Me Dreaming With A Broken Heart Edge Of Desire Emoji Of A Wave Every Little Thing She Does Everyday I Have The Blues Everything Is Not Broken Everything Youll Ever Be Farewell Blues Fear Fool To Love You Free Fallin Friends Lovers Or Nothing Gas Station Georges Blues Go Anywhere Go Easy On Me Good Love Is On The Way Goodbye-Tribute To Nyc Gravity Great Indoors Half Of My Heart Heart of Life Heartbreak Warfare Helpless Home Life Homeward Bound Hummingbird I Dont Need No Doctor I Dont Trust Myself I Don't Trust Myself (With Loving You) I Got A Woman I Love Rock And Roll I Want You Back I Will Be Found I Will Be Found (Lost at Sea) If I Ever Get Around To Living Im Gonna Find Another You In Repair In The Blood In Your Atmosphere In Your Atmosphere aka LA Song Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler) Its Christmas Time Again Ive Got A Woman Jingle Bell Rock Kid A Lenny Lenny/Man on the Side Lifelines Little Puppy Lonely Town Love Is A Verb Love On The Weekend Love Song For No One Love Soon Man On The Side Message In A Bottle Midnight Moving On And Getting Over My Stupid Mouth Neon Neon 12:47am Never On The Day You Leave New Deep No Brains No Such Thing Not Myself Ode To Paige Old Love On The Way Home Only Heart Out Of My Mind Outside In The Underground Paper Doll Patience Perfect Sense Perfectly Lonely Queen Of California Quiet Roll It On Home Rosie Route 66 Same Time Last Year Say Shadow Days Sieze The Day Simmering Medley Slow Dancing In A Burning Roo Slow Dancing In A Burning Room Something Like Olivia Something S Missing Somethings Missing Speak For Me Split Screen Sadness St. Patricks Day Standard Lines Still Feel Like Your Man Stop This Train Sucker Suppose I Said Tea In The Sahara By John Mayer And Glen Phillips Tell Me What To Say The Age Of Worry The Come Back to Bed The Heart Of Life The Hurt The Little Things The Wind Cries Mary This Will All Make Perfect Sense Someday This Will Alll Make Perfect Sense Someday Time After Time Tracing Try Typical Day (Unknown- Bonus Track) Untitled Song Victoria Vultures Wait Until Tomorrow Waitin on the Day Waiting On The Day Waiting On The World To Chang Waiting On the World to Change Walk On The Ocean Walt Graces Submarine Test January 1967 War Of My Life Wheel Whiskey Whiskey Whiskey Whisky Whisky Whisky Who Did You Think I Was Who Says Who You Love Whole Again Why Did You Mess With Forever Why Georgia Why Georgia Intro Why Georgia(Live) Wildfire Without You Wont Go My Way XO Your Body Is A Wonderland Youre Gonna Live Forever In Me Youre No One Til Someone Lets You Down
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John Mayer is an American recording artist and producer. He began his career performing mainly acoustic rock, but gradually began a transition towards blues.

Mayer's career pursuits have extended to comedy, graphic design, television hosting, and writing; he has written pieces for magazines, most notably for Esquire. He has performed at charity organizations and participates in various environmental causes.

He has sold over ten million albums in the U.S. and over 20 million albums worldwide. -Wikipedia
Birth Name: John Clayton Mayer
Born: October 16, 1977 (age 46)
Height: 6' 3" (1.91 m)
Parents: Richard Mayer
Margaret Hoffman
Siblings:
older brother named Carl and a younger brother named Ben
Genre(s): pop, blues, acoustic, blue-eyed soul, rock, country, folk
Instrument(s): Guitar
(started playing guitar at the age of 13)
vocals
omnichord
piano
harmonica
percussion

Active From: 1998—present
Did You Know:
studied Japanese in Japan, in a high school band called Villanova Junction

Quotes:
I wrote Room for Squares for me and I'm going to try my best to write the next record for me as well. The way I think it's going is that I'm writing for me and there are a lot of people around me that happen to agree with what I am writing.

I love soul music. There's an innocence to the classic rhythm and blues that you can't get anywhere else. You think today's music is vulnerable, there was nothing more sensitive than Sam Cooke. The original emo.

Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no - I want magenta!" 

If you get half a million, at a certain stage you probably will get 4 million people, if they are able to hear it. The touring thing is unbelievable. It really is amazing from what we did the last tour even to what we are doing now. 

In a time when everything can be next day and ordered and put on credit and paid for, music to me is promise, all promise, very little realization. It's the promise of walking into a room with a guitar and not being sure you will leave with an idea that will take, not being sure it won't slip away from you. 

"I'd like to think the best of me was still hiding up in my sleeve." 

Sometimes I get so bold and I'm so confident about what I'm doing that I actually try to be more of a dork because it's a really liberating feeling to experience what it's like to not care. 

"Even if you think the flame has died, there's at least one lyric that'll hit that last hot spot, and then you'll find yourself as @#$%& as you were the day you lied and said you never wanted to see her again." 

"the trapper keeper is the genisis of OCD for my generation." 

I hope that what it comes down to at the end of the day is that people believe that I believe what I'm singing. It comes down to being believable. You don't have to be likeable; generally, though, I think I am. 

I like giving people something they don't want to miss the next time. It's a show with little twists and turns and curves. It has me being silly and stupid and compassionate and completely deep. 

I'm getting to a point where everything is becoming streamlined in my life. I'm learning how to stand onstage for two hours and play in front of thousands of people as if I am completely in the moment every moment. 

I'm not as surprised in going from playing 1,000 seats to 4,000 seats as I was from 100 to 500 seats. 

I'm not being trite. I'm not being a parody of myself, and in finding a new kind of color to adopt for myself, it's not this or that: it's singer-songwriter, but it's also blues guitar player, it's also 

I feel my shows are like a late-night talk show that we settle down and do every night. 

I feel strikingly domestic. We're in our own world with two busses and trucks. 

It is too easy to watch music coming out of people's mouths lately and you're not quite sure if it was written with the best of intentions

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