Written By D. Loggins
As Recorded By David Allan Coe
PLEASE COME TO BOSTON FOR THE SPRINGTIME
I`M STAYING HERE WITH SOME FRIENDS
AND THEY`VE GOT LOTS OF ROOM
YOU CAN SELL YOU PAINTINGS ON THE SIDEWALK
BY A CAFÉ WHERE I HOPE TO BE WORKING SOON
PLEASE COME TO BOSTON/
SHE SAID "NO, DAVID, YOU COME HOME TO ME"
CHORUS:
AND SHE SAID,
"HEY RAMBLING` BOY WHY DON`T YOU SETTLE DOWN"
"BOSTON AIN`T YOUR KIND OF TOWN"
"THERE AIN`T NO GOLD AND THERE AIN`T NOBODY LIKE ME"
"I`M THE NUMBER ONE FAN OF THE MAN FROM TENNESSEE"
PLEASE COME TO DENVER WITH THE SNOWFALL
WE`LL MOVE UP INTO THE MOUNTAINS
SO FAR WE CAN`T BE FOUND
AND THROW "I LOVE YOU" ECHOES DOWN THE CANYON
AND THEN LIE AWAKE AT NIGHT �TILL THEY COME BACK AROUND
PLEASE COME TO DENVER, SHE SAID
"NO, YOU COME HOME TO ME"
AND SHE SAID,
"HEY RAMBLING` BOY WHY DON`T YOU SETTLE DOWN"
"DENVER AIN`T YOUR KIND OF TOWN"
"THERE AIN`T NO GOLD AND THERE AIN`T NOBODY LIKE ME"
"I`M THE NUMBER ONE FAN OF THE MAN FROM TENNESSEE"
BRIDGE:
NOW, THIS DRIFTER`S WORLD GOES �ROUND AND �ROUND
AND I DOUBT IF IT`S EVER GONNA STOP
BUT OF ALL THE DREAMS I`VE LOST AND FOUND
AND ALL THAT I AIN`T GOT I STILL NEED TO LEAN TO/
SOMEBODY I CAN SING TO
PLEASE COME TO L.A. TO LIVE FOREVER
CALIFORNIA LIFE ALONE IS JUST TO HARD TO BUILD
I LIVE IN A HOUSE THAT LOOKS OUT OVER THE OCEAN
AND THERE`S SOME STARS THAT FELL FROM THE SKY
A` LIVING` UP ON THE HILL
PLEASE COME TO L.A.,
SHE JUST SAID,
"NO, DAVID, YOU COME HOME TO ME"
CHORUS:
AND SHE SAID,
"HEY RAMBLING` BOY WHY DON`T YOU SETTLE DOWN"
"L.A. AIN`T YOUR KIND OF TOWN"
"THERE AIN`T NO GOLD AND THERE AIN`T NOBODY LIKE ME"
"I`M THE NUMBER ONE FAN OF THE MAN FROM TENNESSEE"
PLEASE COME TO BOSTON
(HEY RAMBLING` BOY COME HOME)
PLEASE COME TO BOSTON
(HEY RAMBLING` BOY COME HOME)
PLEASE COME TO BOSTON
(HEY RAMBLING` BOY COME HOME)
PLEASE COME TO BOSTON
(HEY RAMBLING` BOY COME HOME)
(REPEAT AND FADE)
