Talkin' New York

[Verse 1]

Rambling out of the wild West

Leaving the towns I love the best

Thought I’d seen some ups and downs

'Til I come into New York town

People going down to the ground

Buildings going up to the sky

[Verse 2]

Wintertime in New York town

The wind blowing 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

[Verse 3]

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

[Verse 4]

I walked down there and ended up

In one of them coffeehouses on the block

I get on the stage to sing and play

Man there said, “Come back some other day

You sound like a hillbilly

We want folk singers here”

[Verse 5]

Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play

Blowing my lungs out for a dollar a day

I blowed inside out and upside down

The man there said he loved my sound

He was raving about he loved my sound

A dollar a day’s worth

[Verse 6]

After weeks and weeks of hanging 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

[Verse 7]

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 ’n’ knives

And they got to cut something

[Verse 8]

So one morning 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