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Coney Island's not a place to look for starfish,
Or to find yourself a fifteen-colored stone,
That you can carry in your pocket 'till you're grown.
Ah, there just aren't any subways to the country.

But your daddy, he's gonna try.
If I ever get three bucks together, I'm gonna buy
Three tickets on a train,
And I'll show you the rain.

I will carry you through clean smelling rain.
One boy to a shoulder,
Hey, We better go quick,
Before we get older.

Central Park is not a place to watch the sunrise,
Or to look for Redskin writings in a cave,
Or even find the kind of frogs you'd like to save.
Hey, I wish we had a subway to the country.

New York City is a town too big for children,
Where there's so much dirt they think that snow is grey,
And you have to watch their childhood waste away.
Hey, we got to find a subway to the country, or anywhere.

Well your daddy, he's gonna try.
If I ever get three bucks together, I'm gonna buy
Three tickets on a train,
And I'll show you the rain.

I will carry you through clean green meadow-smelling smelling rain.
One son to a shoulder,
Hey, we better go quick,
We're getting older.

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