Текст песни Steve Earle - N. Y. C.
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He was standing on the highwaySomewhere way out in the sticksGuitar across his shoulderLike a 30 ought sixHe was staring in my headlightsWhen I come around the bendClimbed up on my shotgun sideAnd told me with a grinChorus:Im going to new york cityI never really been thereJust like the way it soundsI heard the girls are prettyThere must be something happening thereIts just too big a townHe was cold and wet and hungryBut he never did complainSaid hed come a thousand milesThrough sleet and snow and rainHe had a hundred storiesAbout the places that hed beenHed hang around a little whileAnd hit the road againChorusSee Ive been to new york citySeems like it was yesterdayI was standing like a pilgrimOn the great white wayThe girls were really prettyBut they wouldnt talk to meI held out about a weekWent back to tennesseeSo, I thought Id better warn himAs he climbed out of my carGrabbed his battered suitcaseAnd shouldered his guitarI knew I was just jealousIf I didnt wish him wellI slipped the kid a twentySaid billy give em hellChorus x 2