waylon jennings – new york city, r.f.d. lyrics
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[verse 1]
from herte, mississippi to tupelo
then i caught an eastbound freight
with sky high hopes opened out scopes
and hurt all over my face
[chorus]
new york city is a bad place to be
when you’re out of your head
country style, running wild country style
[verse 2]
the new wears off and time wears off
and my roots are showing through
but n0body cares about from where you came
but what they can get out of you
[chorus]
[verse 3]
what would mom and daddy say
if they saw me this a way
would they pray for me? yes, they would
but n0body’s heard about rainy day women
in that herte, mississippi neighborhood
[chorus][x2]
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