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