New York City R.f.d. — текст песни (Waylon Jennings)

From Herte Mississippi to Tupelo then I caught an eastbound freight
With sky high hopes opened out scopes and hurt all over my face
New York City is a bad place to be when you`re out of your head
Country style running wild country style

The new wears off and time wears off and my roots are showin` through
But nobody cares about from where you came but what they can get out of you
And New York City is a bad place to be...

What would mom and daddy say if they saw me this a way
Would they pray for me yes they would
But nobody`s heard about rainy day women in that Herte Mississippi neighborhood
And New York City is a bad place to be...
New York City is a bad place to be...