Earle Steve - "NYC" lyrics
*** Complimentary NYC Ringtone ***
He was standing on the highway
Guitar across his shoulder
Like a 30 ought six
Somewhere way out in the sticks
He was staring in my headlights
When I come around the bend
And told me with a grin
Climbed up on my shotgun side
Chorus:
I'm going to New York City
I never really been there
I heard the girls are pretty
Just like the way it sounds
It's just too big a town
He was cold and wet and hungry
There must be something happening there
But he never did complain
He had a hundred stories
Said he'd come a thousand miles
About the places that he'd been
Through sleet and snow and rain
Guitar across his shoulder
Like a 30 ought six
Somewhere way out in the sticks
He was staring in my headlights
When I come around the bend
And told me with a grin
Climbed up on my shotgun side
Chorus:
I'm going to New York City
I never really been there
I heard the girls are pretty
Just like the way it sounds
It's just too big a town
He was cold and wet and hungry
There must be something happening there
But he never did complain
He had a hundred stories
Said he'd come a thousand miles
About the places that he'd been
Through sleet and snow and rain
And hit the road again
He'd hang around a little while
Chorus
See I've been to New York City
Seems like it was yesterday
On the Great White Way
I was standing like a pilgrim
But they wouldn't talk to me
The girls were really pretty
Went back to Tennessee
I held out about a week
As he climbed out of my car
So, I thought I'd better warn him
And shouldered his guitar
Grabbed his battered suitcase
I knew I was just jealous
If I didn't wish him well
Said 'Billy give 'em hell'
I slipped the kid a twenty
Chorus x 2
He'd hang around a little while
Chorus
See I've been to New York City
Seems like it was yesterday
On the Great White Way
I was standing like a pilgrim
But they wouldn't talk to me
The girls were really pretty
Went back to Tennessee
I held out about a week
As he climbed out of my car
So, I thought I'd better warn him
And shouldered his guitar
Grabbed his battered suitcase
I knew I was just jealous
If I didn't wish him well
Said 'Billy give 'em hell'
I slipped the kid a twenty
Chorus x 2
*** Complimentary NYC Ringtone ***
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