Talkin' New York

歌詞

Ramblin' out of the wild West Leavin' the towns I love the best Thought I'd seen some ups and down 'Til I come into New York town People goin' down to the ground Buildings goin' up to the sky Wintertime in New York town The wind blowin' snow around Walk around with nowhere to go Somebody could freeze right to the bone I froze right to the bone New York Times said it was the coldest winter in seventeen years I didn't feel so cold then I swung on to my old guitar Grabbed hold of a subway car And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride I landed up on the downtown side Greenwich Village I walked down there and ended up In one of them coffeehouses on the block I get on the the stage to sing and play Man there said: Come back some other day You sound like a hillbilly We want folk singers here Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day I blowed inside out and upside down The man there said he loved m'sound He was ravin' about how he loved my sound Dollar a day's worth And after weeks and weeks of hangin' around I finally got a job in New York town In a bigger place, bigger money, too Even joined the union and paid my dues Now, a very great man once said That some people rob you with a fountain pen It don't take too long to find out Just what he was talkin' about A lot of people don't have much food on their table But they got a lot of forks and knives And they gotta cut somethin' So one mornin', when the sun was warm I rambled out of New York town Pulled my cap down over my eyes And headed out for the western skies So long, New York Howdy, East Orange