TOO DUMB FOR NEW YORK CITY
written by Waylon Jennings and Basil McDavid
performed by Waylon Jennings.
Verse 1:
When i first s[D]aw New York city
I was green down to the core
You could see my red neck glowing
For a mile or maybe more
Between the hu[A]stlers and the hookers
I must have made their day
Cause they peeled me like an apple,Lawd
And sent me on my [D]way
Bridge 1:
When you're pushed and shoved and almost mugged
It ain't no place to be
So i came to one conclusion
New Y[A]ork ain't for me
Chorus:
From s[D]ea to shining sea
And coast to coast
Somewhere in the middle
Is the land i love the most
I ain't Ca[A]lifornia pretty
I can't survive the Great White Way
I'm too dumb for New York city
And too ugly for L[D].A.
Verse 2:
I made my way to Tinseltown
To Hollywood and Vine
Out among those pretty faces
I'd surely find a place for mine
The wa[A]y i walk-the way i talk
They'll hang on every word
But don't call me,i'll call you
Was all i ever hea[D]rd
Bridge 2:
In L.A. what they're thinking
Ain't what they talk about
At least in New York city
Ther[A]e's never any doubt
Chorus.
I'm t[A]oo dumb for New York city
And too ugly for L[D].A.
Perret Charles-Amir : perret@diva.univ-mlv.fr
written by Waylon Jennings and Basil McDavid
performed by Waylon Jennings.
Verse 1:
When i first s[D]aw New York city
I was green down to the core
You could see my red neck glowing
For a mile or maybe more
Between the hu[A]stlers and the hookers
I must have made their day
Cause they peeled me like an apple,Lawd
And sent me on my [D]way
Bridge 1:
When you're pushed and shoved and almost mugged
It ain't no place to be
So i came to one conclusion
New Y[A]ork ain't for me
Chorus:
From s[D]ea to shining sea
And coast to coast
Somewhere in the middle
Is the land i love the most
I ain't Ca[A]lifornia pretty
I can't survive the Great White Way
I'm too dumb for New York city
And too ugly for L[D].A.
Verse 2:
I made my way to Tinseltown
To Hollywood and Vine
Out among those pretty faces
I'd surely find a place for mine
The wa[A]y i walk-the way i talk
They'll hang on every word
But don't call me,i'll call you
Was all i ever hea[D]rd
Bridge 2:
In L.A. what they're thinking
Ain't what they talk about
At least in New York city
Ther[A]e's never any doubt
Chorus.
I'm t[A]oo dumb for New York city
And too ugly for L[D].A.
Perret Charles-Amir : perret@diva.univ-mlv.fr