Up On the Roof Carole King, The Drifters (#5 in 1963), James Taylor (#28 in 1979)

When this old world starts-a gettin’ me down
And people are just too much for me to face
I’ll climb way up to the top of the stairs
And all my cares just drift right into space
On the roof, it’s peaceful as can be
And there the world below don’t bother me, no, no
So when I come home feelin’ tired and beat
I’ll go up where the air is fresh and sweet
I’ll get far away from the hustlin’ crowd
And all that rat-race noise down in the street
On the roof, that’s the only place I know
Look at the city, baby
Where you just have to wish to make it so
Let’s go up on the roof
And at night the stars they put on a show for free
And darlin’, you can share it all with me
That’s what I said, Keep on tellin’ you...
That right smack dab in the middle of town
I found a paradise that’s troubleproof
And if this old world starts-a gettin’ you down
There’s room enough for two
Up on the roof, Up on the roof
Up on the roof, Woah, now
Everything is all right, everything is all right, C’mon!
Stop what you’re doin’ tonight and climb up the stairs
Be free baby, We’ve got the stars above and the city lights below
Wo-ah up on the roof, now

James Taylor - Peaked at #28 in 1979
Original version by the Drifters peaked at #5 in 1963